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

then, he slowly turned his head to

had once been Shang's

the hill he

Flesh.

Blood.

Organs.

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

he wasn't actually standing on the

was filled with something

he could feel something very profound in the

hill that had experienced nothing but blood, suffering,

fresh air, or

Everything was isolated.

like this was a

was like it

was nothing bright, positive,

And the air…

It was… strange…

could feel that the air had gained

But what was this?

force in

extended his right hand

some Mana in the

something happened to Shang's

began to turn

hand, and it just hung

tried to move it,

it, but

His hand had died.

nervous or scared, and he just

was, but

It felt mysterious.

never experienced

wasn't like Darkness, but

It was different.

seconds later, Shang's hand turned black and

powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's

his hand was starting to

just kept looking at

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

as the decomposition slowly crept up his arm,

that if he absorbed

surrounding Mana

then, Shang got

much of this Mana

with this kind of Mana, what effects

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

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

the incorporation of Shang's will on the

that, Shang's body and mind

much of this Mana. Sure, he had put his will on

Shang was confronted with something this mysterious, for some reason, he

like he just

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