Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Master Realm—Is It Strong?

"Report, Lord Seat!"

A soldier stepped forward immediately, "The Barrier has been damaged by external forces; the passage is temporarily closed, we can only wait for it to repair itself......"

"We can only wait for the passage to repair itself?"

Situjun furrowed his brows, staring at the Air Wall ahead.

A fist slammed forward, the space trembling, yet the Air Wall remained unmoved.

Hundreds of years ago.

When the Cave first appeared on Blue Star, the military conducted experiments, attempting to blast the Cave Passage with external force.

They hoped this method would block the incursions of the alien races inside.

Initially it worked; the Cave Passage was destroyed, cutting off the link between the two realms.

But about an hour later, the destroyed passage reappeared, having self‑repaired.

The self‑repaired Cave Passage became even sturdier.

"Then can we enter through other passages to conduct a rescue?"

Situjun asked subconsciously.

But the next second, he shook his head self‑deprecatingly.

The Cave's area is vast, almost boundless.

Each Cave spawns multiple passages, each leading to different locations within the Cave.

And the distances between these locations are usually immense.

Whether one could locate the provincial geniuses through another passage is another matter; even if found, it would take weeks.

Situjun's expression grew darker, "How did these Deep Red lunatics infiltrate? Investigate; I suspect Deep Red agents have penetrated the military!"

Inside the Cave.

A torrential downpour suddenly began.

Boom!

A solid-looking Red Blade Fang swept forward.

It spread forward in a semicircle, cleaving a Rain Curtain.

Several fleeing students didn't even utter a cry before being split in two at their waists.

Blade Demon, wielding the Ring-Headed Sword, charged wildly through the crowd.

All the geniuses or military staff standing before him were cut in two with a single slash.

Martial Artists in the Master Realm possess physiques beyond ordinary humans, their Blood Qi flowing ceaselessly like great rivers.

Moreover, the Master Realm's unique vigor lets their attacks bear elemental Blade Fang energies of various types!

"You are this generation's Dragon Imperial New Star, Lu Jing?"

Blade Demon slashed a soldier who rushed to block him, then flickered and appeared before Lu Jing.

He lifted the sword with one hand, looking at Lu Jing with a contemptuous gaze.

At that moment Lu Jing's fists were also stained with blood, his flying sword spun continuously in the air, and he slipped past unnoticed to kill three Deep Red Warrior Realm members.

"It's me."

Lu Jing's expression remained calm as he scanned the chaotic scene.

Except for Zhu Wencheng.

The most striking was the battle between Fan Kong and another Master.

Fan Kong had already entered a beastly form, his body flickering constantly, launching attacks like lightning.

Yet those seemingly powerful attacks were easily deflected by that Master, whose counter‑slashes left several blood‑filled holes in Fan Kong's body.

Fan Kong's proactive assaults achieved little, but he managed to hold a Master long enough to buy the other geniuses a brief respite.

"Everyone stay calm; we have numbers and strength, we'll turn and fight them!"

A genius from an unknown province shouted loudly, then led the charge toward the Deep Red.

Geniuses from the various provinces, seeing no escape, turned back and began slashing at the Deep Red.

Fortunately their strength was not lacking; the remaining twenty‑plus geniuses handling those four Warrior Realm members was no difficulty.

Lu Jing withdrew his gaze, focusing on Blade Demon, and smiled, "Your Deep Red seems to have underestimated our strength."

"Heh heh heh, is that so?"

Blade Demon sneered, his eyes cold and shadowed, "Don't overestimate yourself; when I slash you down, I'll wipe out the remaining geniuses too!"

"Then bring it on."

Lu Jing drew the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword from his waist, and a heat began to swell within his chest.

It was as if a fire roared in his heart.

A gust lifted the black strands at Lu Jing's forehead, revealing his resolute, bright side‑face.

A low murmur faded with the wind.

"Master Realm, is it strong?"

The Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword angled toward the ground, Blood Qi spitting like smoke skyward; the torrent of Qi within generated scorching heat that evaporated the nearby raindrops.

The next breath.

A cracking sound echoed from within Lu Jing's body, as if something had shattered.

A visible sharp aura radiated outward from Lu Jing.

"Is this Blade Intent?"

"At such a young age you've already grasped Blade Intent; this talent is damn enviable!"

Blade Demon's eyes narrowed; sensing that sharp aura, it felt as if a blade were pressed to his throat.

He appeared arrogant on the surface, but inside he was more cautious.

Even a lion hunting a rabbit uses full effort, but we can't afford to fail here.

He licked his dry, cracked lips, circling Lu Jing, his long blade poised to strike.

And outside the cave.

In front of the destroyed passage, a crowd had gathered.

The instructors from all provinces rushed over, and upon learning there was no way to carry out a rescue, their faces turned ashen.

Everyone inside are the talents of their respective provinces!

"What are we going to do? This competition venue was chosen poorly!"

"Whoever suggested moving the venue into the cave, I urge a thorough investigation!"

The instructors exchanged worried words, their faces full of anxiety.

"Damn it, the vital signs of our province's genius have flatlined!"

Although the cave passage was closed, the energy stone continued to function, transmitting the contestants' vital signs in real time.

"Ours is the same!"

"If this continues, all these geniuses will die inside!"

Pessimism spread quickly, and everyone nervously stared at the instruments recording vital signs.

Ping Zhilei also looked anxious, because Jian Ying had already been injured earlier.

It was that damned Lu Jing who injured him.

She turned to look at Dong Ningxue, and seeing the same expression on his face, she felt much more at ease.

"Lord Seat, the monitoring has been adjusted; we can now see the situation on site!"

A soldier walked out of the adjacent monitoring room and loudly reported to Situjun.

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

A group followed Situjun into the monitoring room.

This is a room specially used to monitor the cave, with screens lining the walls just as well.

As soon as they entered, they saw Jian Ying being chased all the way by the Blade Demon and collapsing to the ground.

And he pointed at Lu Jing, signaling the Blade Demon to switch targets.

"This Jian Ying is a complete villain."

"Lu Jing should have punched him to death just now!"

Inside the monitoring room, watching the traitorous Jian Ying, the crowd seemed to have found an outlet for their emotions, venting their dissatisfaction.

Ping Zhilei's heart leapt—not because of Jian Ying's words, but because the Blade Demon raised its ring-headed sword.

Pfft—

As Jian Ying's head hit the ground, Ping Zhilei's legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed.