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

he slowly turned his head to the

once been Shang's body had

the hill

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

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

that he wasn't actually standing on the ground but on parts of

it was filled with something terrifying and

but right now, he could feel something very profound

but blood, suffering, and pain for a

light, fresh air, or life could enter

Everything was isolated.

this was a

it was

bright, positive, or

And the air…

It was… strange…

the air

But what was this?

force

extended his right hand

in the surroundings to

an instant, something happened to

to turn

his hand,

tried to move it, but it

heal it, but

His hand had died.

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

didn't know what it was, but it felt profound

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced

Darkness, but it also wasn't like

It was different.

later, Shang's hand turned black and

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

was

just kept looking

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

decomposition slowly crept up

could feel that if he absorbed more, he would

surrounding Mana was

then, Shang got

this Mana had he

with this kind of Mana, what

course, the ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from what he had done to his hand just

without converting it to his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and weaker

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

body and mind didn't decompose

had put his will

with something this mysterious, for some reason, he still felt

was like he just didn't

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