Profound Yin Sect!
The black robes, marked with the emblem of a dark-red cauldron on the sleeve cuffs, were the signature attire of the Profound Yin Sect's disciples and Elders!
Bai Moyu was very familiar with the two deceased. He had even chatted with them just a week ago. They were the Profound Yin Sect's Third Elder and his most prized disciple!
Zhou Fan ignored the change in Bai Moyu's expression, rummaging around the secret chamber as if searching for something.
"Zhou Fan, stop looking. So many people are dead, and Situ Xin's body isn't here. She was probably captured by one of their experts!" Seeing Zhou Fan searching everywhere, Bai Moyu hesitated for a moment before he couldn't resist speaking up.
But Zhou Fan ignored him and continued his search. Finally, in the bottom of a corner, he discovered a crimson mark. It was clearly drawn in blood, suggesting the situation had been urgent, with no time to use anything else to draw.
