While Ye Chen and Lu Shixun had just barely escaped from the corpses into the hidden passage, the group of pursuers chasing after them finally reached the tomb entrance.
The valley no longer felt quiet. Eight armed men moved through the area, scanning every direction. Their boots pressed into the soil as they checked positions one by one. A drone hovered above, covering the blind spots.
Near the uprooted tree, one of the men stopped and called out, "Mr Zhu, we've found something."
Zhu Shan walked over at a calm pace.
He wore a simple white robe, the emblem of the White Moon Sect faintly visible on his back. Compared to the others, he looked most out of place, but no one questioned his presence.
From the previous display of strength, they could guess one or two things about this seemingly ordinary old man, who was anything but ordinary.
"Have you checked the rest of the valley?" Zhu Shan asked.
