Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang looked at his body and realized that there was still a bit to go.

However, this time, it no longer seemed impossible to comprehend Void Casting.

Shang was already 80% done.

Only about 40 more years.

Only two or three more sessions in the Isolation Chamber.

Then, he would finally comprehend Void Casting.

Yet, Shang only absentmindedly focused on nothing.

He was just standing in the Isolation Barrier, doing nothing.

He wasn't training.

He wasn't thinking.

He was just there.

That was it.

He just didn't care anymore.

Training was so exhausting.

Moving was so exhausting.

Thinking was so exhausting.

Everything was so exhausting.

He just didn't want to anymore.

His past was suffering.

His present was suffering.

His future was suffering.

Why suffering?

Why did it always have to be suffering?

Why did the world put him through so much suffering?

In Shang's mind, there was no way out of this suffering.

It couldn't be stopped.

As long as he lived, he would continue to suffer.

What was the point?

…

kept looking at

turned his

once been

Shang's attention to the

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

Barrier wasn't wide enough for all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the pieces of flesh and

when Shang noticed that he wasn't actually standing on the ground but on

it was filled

noticed it before, but right now, he could feel something

nothing but blood, suffering, and pain for a century

of the light, fresh air, or

Everything was isolated.

was like this was a

it was a small

bright, positive,

And the air…

It was… strange…

could feel that the air had gained powerful

But what was this?

this force in

hand and focused on

he willed some Mana in

instant, something happened

to turn

over his hand, and

move it,

to heal it, but that

His hand had died.

wasn't nervous or scared, and he just looked at his

know what it was,

It felt mysterious.

never experienced anything like

but it also wasn't like

It was different.

turned black and began to

the bodies of such powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's body parts were still on the hill, and they hadn't

was

just kept

Shang's hand began to vanish as the natural decomposition

his surroundings as the decomposition slowly

could feel that if he absorbed more, he would

Mana

Shang got

this Mana had

kind of Mana, what effects did it

previously were very different from what he had done to his

it to his own Mana. In essence,

process of absorbing Mana included the incorporation of Shang's

and mind didn't decompose like his

had put his will

something this mysterious, for some reason, he still

he