Sword God in a World of Magic

For now, Shang kept focusing on refining his battle style and increasing the power of his body by absorbing Abominations.

The next trial inside his inner world would take place in about 150 years, and he had to be ready for that.

Additionally, Shang was once more uncertain about how to advance, and he wanted to wait for the trial before he made a decision.

Over the next years, Shang remained inside the Isolation Chamber, but he didn't fully close it.

He left a small part open so that Mana could enter, but he mostly closed it to make it difficult for others to look inside while keeping the Isolation Barriers around the Isolation Chamber activated.

Shang was sure that several Clouds were still planning on killing him, and that was one of the biggest reasons for isolating himself like this.

Going out and talking to people was the quickest way to get killed.

Luckily, Shang didn't need to earn more resources for a long time, and Lucin also didn't bother him.

Like this, Shang spent many years in isolation, preparing himself for the trial.

90 years later, it was finally time.

Shang could have waited for another 60 years, but he had already reached the peak of the Initial Void Break Realm, and there was nothing more he could train in.

His battle style for his Addum and Subsis had already been perfected.

Shang was now around 1,150 years old, and it was time for his first trial in about 800 years.

Shang stood in the middle of his world, focusing on the stone stele beside him.

There was a rotting skeletal hand that was slowly turning into dust.

The remains of powerful people held for a long time, but they would also eventually succumb to time.

There was nearly nothing left of the hand.

Shang lifted his own hand and waved it to the side.

The skeletal hand turned into dust and scattered.

After such a long time, Shang no longer felt any connection to his past.

Jerald was only some distant acquaintance that died an eternity ago.

It wasn't important.

He wasn't important.

Shang's past actions weren't important.

Shang was here now, and he was himself.

No one else mattered.

the trial," Shang

rained down on Shang, who used his Domain of Entropy to destroy

But he failed.

his Domain

pushed the confetti away from his

and the jester

said with a chuckle. "You're all badass, and you even

Shang

and he broke out into

Shang," he said after having his fill of laughing. "Honestly, if you knew how absolutely endless their

Shang didn't answer anything.

Abomination Ore?" the

but the current you is just as powerful

word, which he

like his head was about to

grabbed his head and

It hurt so much!

had never felt anything that hurt

didn't fall over, his smirk vanished, and

BANG!

and heavy hit Shang's head, and he fell

stomped on Shang's head, rubbing back and forth as Shang lay

huh?" he

tough shit now,

"Well, you're not!"

CRKSH!

beneath

the jester stretched his hand toward Shang's

was nearly invisible to any living

the jester shouted in

"This is your soul!"

it from

shove it

take it

shove it into the

I can just clench

"You are worthless!"

"You are nothing!"

"You are my plaything!"

"You are my toy!"

jester looked at

Then, he snorted.

even talking to? You can't even think in this

jester shook his head and flung the azure light back