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

he slowly turned his head to

once been Shang's body

Shang's attention to the hill he was

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

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

that he wasn't actually standing on

it was

right now, he could feel something very profound in

experienced nothing but blood, suffering, and pain for

the light, fresh air, or

Everything was isolated.

was like this

like it was

bright, positive, or happy

And the air…

It was… strange…

could feel that the air had

But what was this?

was this force in

extended his right hand and focused

willed some Mana in

something happened

to

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

to move it, but

to heal it,

His hand had died.

reason, Shang wasn't nervous or scared, and he

it was, but it felt profound

It felt mysterious.

never experienced anything like this

wasn't like Darkness, but it also wasn't like

It was different.

Shang's hand turned black

easily. After all, all

hand was

kept looking at

hand began to vanish as the natural decomposition reduced it to earth, liquids,

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

he

Mana was

then, Shang

of this Mana

with this kind of Mana, what effects did it have on

course, the ways in which Shang had absorbed Mana previously were very different from

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

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

that, Shang's body and mind

had still absorbed who knew how much of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on it,

when Shang was confronted with something this mysterious, for

was like he just