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?

…

just kept looking

turned his head

once been Shang's body had fallen

the hill he was currently

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

over the past century, and the pieces of flesh

that he wasn't actually standing on

indescribably, and it was filled with something terrifying

right now, he could feel something very

blood, suffering, and

light, fresh air, or life could enter

Everything was isolated.

like this was a small

like it was a

was nothing bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

could feel that the air had

But what was this?

force

extended his right hand and focused

willed some Mana in the surroundings

instant, something happened to

began to turn

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

tried to move it, but

to heal it,

His hand had died.

for some reason, Shang wasn't nervous or scared,

didn't know what it was,

It felt mysterious.

experienced anything

wasn't like Darkness, but

It was different.

seconds later, Shang's hand turned black

powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's

his hand was starting to

just kept looking at

as the natural decomposition reduced

the decomposition slowly

could feel that if he absorbed more, he

surrounding Mana

then, Shang got a

this Mana had

here had been filled with this kind of Mana, what effects did

Shang had absorbed Mana previously were

it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and weaker version of

of absorbing Mana included the incorporation of Shang's will on the Mana as the

of that, Shang's body and mind

this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on it, but did that mean that there was

when Shang was confronted with something this mysterious, for some

he just