(No chapters are missing, it's just a misnumbering)
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The Milky Way hangs high, the heavens and earth twisting.
The constraints of the earth and the crushing weight of the Power of Circulation made An An feel immense pressure. She was like a dying, struggling lamb, her petite body showing cracks, lines of blood spurting out, shattered by the Power of Circulation, dispersing into a mist of blood. Wrapped in the blood mist, she struggled forward on the fragmentary space of the spiral Celestial Tier.
She looked up at the top of the Celestial Tier.
What kind of place was that for her? She didn't know, nor did she want to think about it. Moving forward for her was a feeling that arose from deep within her heart. This feeling was as simple and plain as wanting to adventure with Fan Wubing.
Perhaps only by moving forward could she temporarily forget the gloomy past.
The last hundred miles, each step was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
