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

slowly turned his

fleshy obelisk that had once been

attention to the hill

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the pieces of flesh and organs were starting to stack on

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

stunk indescribably, and it was

but right now, he could feel something very profound in the

that had experienced nothing but blood, suffering, and pain for a

or life could enter from the

Everything was isolated.

this was

it was a

bright, positive,

And the air…

It was… strange…

the air had gained powerful

But what was this?

was this force in

hand and

Mana in the surroundings to enter his

something happened to

to

control over his hand, and

to move it, but it

heal it, but

His hand had died.

scared, and he just looked at his dead

didn't know what it was, but it felt

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced anything like this

wasn't like Darkness, but it also

It was different.

later, Shang's hand turned

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

was

just kept looking at

the next seconds, Shang's hand began to vanish as the natural

decomposition slowly crept up his arm, destroying more

if he absorbed more, he would

Mana was

Shang got

of this

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

were very different from

converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using

the incorporation of Shang's will on

and mind

had put his will

this mysterious, for some reason, he still felt

he just didn't