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

then, he slowly turned

obelisk that had once been Shang's

Shang's attention to the hill he was currently

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 organs were starting to stack on

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

and it was filled with something terrifying

now, he could feel something

suffering, and

light, fresh air, or life could enter from the

Everything was isolated.

was like this was a small

was like it was a

nothing bright,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air had gained powerful

But what was this?

force in

right hand and focused on

Mana in the surroundings to enter his

an instant, something

began to turn

then, Shang lost control over his hand, and it just

to move it,

heal it, but that was

His hand had died.

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

was, but it

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced

but it also wasn't like

It was different.

hand turned black and began to

people didn't decompose easily. After all, all

his hand was starting to

kept looking

next seconds, Shang's hand began to vanish as the natural decomposition reduced it to earth,

on his surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept up his arm, destroying more and

feel that if he absorbed

Mana

Shang

of this Mana had he

kind of Mana, what effects

previously were very different from what he had done to his hand just

had absorbed the Mana in the surroundings without converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified

the incorporation of Shang's will on the

that, Shang's body and mind didn't decompose

he had put his will on it, but

this mysterious, for some reason, he

he just didn't

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