It was as if knowledge not belonging to this world roared in the sea of consciousness, transforming into a hunger-driven creature that instantly gnawed the soul into a thousand holes. The Great Sage's "self" collapsed within a very short time, but was caught the next moment by the "web" and forcibly reassembled.
In a space shrouded in darkness, the shivering soul lay crouched on the web; its body was shriveled and wrinkled, hair and beard decayed and fallen away. Trembling, he raised his head, the eye sockets left behind by his own hands were empty voids, and the immense shadow had irretrievably imprinted itself into his cognition. Wherever he "looked," it seemed the figure eternally stood before him.
He felt as if he had become the legendary blind seer "Kongdaman," whose reckless peering had permanently burned his eyes onto the great web at the end, never to return to normality in life... but who was this blind seer Kongdaman?
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