Firstly, some insignificant information flowed into the Nanwu Shaman's mind, followed by the form of the thorny monsters whose bodies were full of blades.
Noticing that something was off, the Nanwu Shaman was about to cut off the Unseen Offering, but it was already too late.
This time, she wasn't the one pursuing knowledge, but rather knowledge that was pursuing her.
What we see every day are the representations of concepts, the surface of knowledge, but as soon as we attempt to pursue the truth to its roots, we would find ourselves no different from fishes hooked by bait, unable to help ourselves from being changed by the truth and falling under its manipulation.
This could be called achieving enlightenment or losing oneself, whether it was a blessing or a curse depended on the individual.
