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

turned his head

had once been Shang's body had fallen

to the hill

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

wide enough for all the flesh that had accumulated over the past century, and the

wasn't actually standing on the ground but on parts

indescribably, and it was filled with something terrifying

it before, but right now, he could feel something

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

of the light, fresh air, or life

Everything was isolated.

like this

was like it was a

was nothing bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

could feel that the

But what was this?

force

right hand and focused

in

an instant, something happened to Shang's

to turn

over his hand, and it just hung

to move it,

tried to heal it, but that was

His hand had died.

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

it was, but it

It felt mysterious.

never experienced anything like

wasn't like Darkness, but it also

It was different.

turned black and

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

hand was

kept

as

surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept up

feel that if he absorbed more, he would

Mana

then, Shang

this

this kind of Mana, what effects did it

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

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

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

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

Mana. Sure, he had put his will on

was confronted with something this mysterious, for some reason,

like he just didn't