Supreme Vision Master Chapter 1588: Qingtong Rushes Back! (Part 1)

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Previously on Supreme Vision Master...
Empress Dowager Yan Xi prepares to face the Dayong army, knowing victory is unlikely and that she may die in battle. Despite the pleas of her confidants, she remains resolute in her decision to defend the city, choosing to stand with Luo Tong even in death. Her defiance enrages the Dayong generals, who mock her choices but are met with sharp retorts. The Dayong army advances, intending to breach Chui City and capture both the Empress Dowager and Old Master Luo, believing this will lead to Great Chu's surrender.

"Boom boom boom!"

The army’s three flanks of left, center, and right all advanced toward the solitary city besieged by them.

Seeing the Dayong Army surging in like a massive black cloud, Empress Dowager Yan Xi’s gaze turned icy.

"Prepare, defend against the enemy!"

As her hand lifted, instantly, the sound of weapons being drawn echoed from all around her.

And a surge of power and aura suddenly rose like clouds and smoke, ascending to the sky!

"Boom!"

As the first wave of Dayong Soldiers reached the city and launched their attack, instantly, the entire world seemed to tremble within this war.

......

"Buzz!"

At the border between the Extreme West Wilderness and Eastern Domain.

A streak of light, like a black lightning bolt, swiftly tore through the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon before anyone could see what it was.

"Are you planning to go back just like that?"

Inside the Spiritual Ship, Little Fragrant Pig came out of the Nine-layered Exquisite Tower, looking at Luo Qingtong.

Its small eyes darted around but didn’t see the expected Ye Qianming.

This woman... is she planning to charge back alone?

"You can’t possibly kill that many people by yourself!"

Little Fragrant Pig looked at Luo Qingtong, somewhat worried.

Truly afraid she had such a crazy idea.

"Of course not." Luo Qingtong glanced at it.

How could she be so foolish?

"Then what are you going to..."

Little Fragrant Pig was about to ask what she planned to do when Luo Qingtong’s voice suddenly rang out.

"We’ve arrived!"

"Huh? Arrived at... huh?! How did you end up here?"

Little Fragrant Pig looked at the indistinctly appearing scene ahead and its small eyes widened in shock.

This is not the border between Great Chu and Extreme West Wilderness!

Wasn’t Luo Qingtong supposed to return to Great Chu?

Why did she end up here?

Little Fragrant Pig’s small eyes darted all around the appearing Eastern Domain’s boundary, soon realizing this was clearly Dayong’s territory!

Why did this woman come here?

Wasn’t she going to aid Great Chu?

"You you you... what exactly are you planning?"

Little Fragrant Pig blinked its small beady eyes at Luo Qingtong, its heart feeling like it was being clawed by a cat.

Could it be that this woman intends to launch a surprise attack on the Dayong Sacred Capital, forcing the Dayong Army to retreat?

But the people of Dayong aren’t that foolish; they surely haven’t dispatched all their troops to besiege Great Chu.

The Dayong Sacred Capital must still have the tightest security and the strongest defense forces.

If Luo Qingtong charges in alone, even with her Blood Eyes allowing her to pass freely, if a real battle begins, she might still be surrounded and killed by the large army!

It would be more reliable to directly aid Great Chu!

At least if she goes to aid Great Chu, the Great Chu army will be there to help.

If she goes to the Dayong Sacred Capital...

Little Fragrant Pig dared not imagine that scene.

Most importantly, the Four Institutes Conference is about to begin.

Feng Yuan, that woman, may have long taken the people from the Dayong Sacred Academy to attend this conference and isn’t even in the Dayong Sacred Capital.

Even if Luo Qingtong went, she couldn’t kill her!

Thinking this, Little Fragrant Pig hurriedly said, "Wait! Master, calm down! You must stay calm!"

"You can’t go to the Dayong Sacred Capital!"

That would be pure suicide!

Little Fragrant Pig spoke while clinging tightly to Luo Qingtong’s slender leg with its tiny hooves, almost ready to plead with tears and snot.