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

turned his head to

obelisk that had once been Shang's body

to 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

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

indescribably, and it was filled with something terrifying and

now, he could feel something very profound

but blood, suffering, and pain for a century in

of the light, fresh air, or life could enter from

Everything was isolated.

this was

it

nothing bright,

And the air…

It was… strange…

that the air

But what was this?

this force in the

hand and focused on

he willed some Mana in the

an instant, something happened to

began to

over his hand, and it just hung from his

move it,

tried to heal it, but that was also

His hand had died.

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

was, but it

It felt mysterious.

experienced

Darkness, but it also wasn't like

It was different.

turned black

powerful people didn't decompose easily. After all, all of Shang's body parts were still on

was

kept looking

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

decomposition slowly crept up

he absorbed more,

surrounding Mana

then, Shang

this

had been filled with this kind of Mana, what effects did it

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

his own Mana. In essence, Shang was using a simplified and weaker

of Shang's

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

of this Mana. Sure, he had put

this mysterious, for some reason, he still felt

was like he just didn't