Seeing no one around, the youth sat down cross-legged and began restoring his magical power. After the time it took to burn half an incense stick, his complexion had grown increasingly rosy, and his aura had stabilized.
At this, how could the other Cultivators hold themselves back? Aside from the old man, every one of them entered. The moment they stepped into Asura Valley, they sensed the spiritual energy within and were all overjoyed.
Though the Crimson Blood Desert also possessed spiritual energy, it was laced with the power of blood Baleful Intent. Only Cultivators at the Origin Core Stage or above could ward off that blood Baleful Intent and absorb the spiritual energy.
Each of these cultivators was heavily wounded, and their magical power was nearly exhausted. After catching their breath inside, they were all greatly invigorated. A moment later, one cultivator called out, "Elder Ye, come in too. There's no danger here."
The old man had only heard that this place was perilous. Seeing that everyone was unharmed, he entered as well. Just as these Cultivators were tending to their injuries, an Escape Light flew in from outside Asura Valley.
The Escape Light descended before the valley, revealing a young cultivator. The young man glanced at the three words "Asura Valley," gave a slight nod, and entered.
The young cultivator was slightly startled upon seeing these people. Elder Ye saw that his aura was solid and his cultivation unfathomable; he was actually an Origin Core Stage cultivator. He hurriedly rose to his feet and said, "Greetings, Senior. This old man is Ye Bai of the Snow Harmony Sect. We were attacked by desert silver snakes and all suffered grave injuries. With no road ahead and no water behind, we had no choice but to borrow this treasured place