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?

…

kept looking at

then, he slowly turned his head

obelisk that had once been Shang's body had

to the hill he was currently

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

accumulated over the past century, and the pieces

standing on the ground but

indescribably, and it was filled with

noticed it before, but right now, he

nothing but blood, suffering, and pain for a century

the light, fresh air, or life could

Everything was isolated.

was like this

like it was a small

was nothing bright,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air had gained

But what was this?

force in

hand and focused on

willed some Mana in the surroundings

an instant, something

to turn

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

to move it,

tried to heal it, but that was also

His hand had died.

nervous or scared, and he just looked at

was, but it felt

It felt mysterious.

had never experienced anything

Darkness, but it

It was different.

turned

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

his hand was

kept looking

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

focused on his surroundings as the decomposition slowly

if he absorbed more, he

Mana

then, Shang got

much of this Mana

filled with this kind of Mana,

which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from what he had done to his hand

it to his own Mana.

incorporation of Shang's will

and mind didn't decompose

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

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

was like he just didn't