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 at

then, he slowly turned his

that had once been Shang's body

the hill he was currently

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

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

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

was filled with something

but right now, he could feel something very profound in

blood, suffering, and pain for a century

light, fresh air, or life could enter from

Everything was isolated.

was like this was a small

like it was a

was nothing bright,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air

But what was this?

this force in

right hand and

willed some Mana in the surroundings

an instant, something happened to

began to

hand, and it just hung

move it, but it

heal it, but

His hand had died.

or scared, and he just

it was, but it felt profound and

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced anything like

like Darkness, but it also

It was different.

seconds later, Shang's hand turned

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

his hand was starting to

just kept looking at

began to vanish as the natural decomposition reduced

focused on his surroundings as the decomposition slowly crept up his arm,

if he absorbed more, he would

surrounding Mana

then, Shang got

of this Mana had he

everything in here had been filled with this kind of Mana, what effects did it have

ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different

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

of Shang's will on the Mana as the first

Shang's body and mind didn't decompose

how much of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on it, but did that mean that there was no

with something this mysterious, for some reason,

like he just didn't