Sword God in a World of Magic

The Judgment Palace never stopped.

Every second, without fail, they would send in the next Archmage to die.

Shang kept focusing on comprehending the level four Concept of Death, but even while constantly dying, it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be.

One month after it started, around three million Archmages had already died in Shang's territory.

The entire ground had already been transformed into a literal ocean of blood, and only a couple of mountains poked out of the ocean.

Rotting guts and pieces of human bodies could be seen floating inside the ocean.

Yet, there were no insects or scavengers present.

The density of Death Mana already didn't allow such weak beings to exist.

Shang sat on one of those mountains, but the blood was already starting to touch his legs when there were higher waves.

This ocean wasn't nearly as smooth as the real ocean.

No, this ocean was chunky, muddy, and disgusting.

It was like someone had filtered the majority of the water out of a sewage pipe and filled a pool with everything that remained.

Except that this was redder but also not really that red since the coagulated blood turned black.

The ocean of blood even had a thin black skin.

All in all, it was quite unpleasant.

Another month later, no piece of land could be seen anymore.

Naturally, all the living beings, except for Shang, had also died already.

Shang hadn't moved and was completely surrounded by the blood.

He already needed to filter out the Death Mana that was trying to enter his body and mind.

Not doing anything wouldn't immediately result in his death, but it would slowly poison him over a long time.

of months later, Shang actually had to put some

breathing automatically but manually due to the

of when he had been trying to comprehend the

felt very similar

just kept focusing on the level four Concept of Death as more

start of the Judgment Palace's plan, Shang couldn't train inside his inner world

world consumed literally all of

was being altered by the

best to filter out all the Death Mana, his filter wasn't

slight bits of Death Mana without him wanting

after the start, Shang was starting to lose

Palace had already sacrificed over 25

filled with blood, but the barriers the other Empires had built around Shang's barrier

entered and

didn't even need to kill themselves

soon as they entered, the Death Mana would kill them

Death Mana kept consuming more and

every Archmage it consumed, it became more

the Death Mana had taken on very

he had trained in his own little Pit of Death, but he had

in here

Changed?

wasn't certain what

less

felt like all the dead Archmages were trying to take

souls that

the hatred and regrets were combining to create some kind of primordial force that wanted

not

difference between his little

Mana here were incomparable

the first two Concepts of Death, but it wouldn't have been enough to teach Shang the Concept of

around him right now felt very similar to the

how it felt to

realm of the

His life was ending.

pulled away from the