"Was that just now considered dangerous?" Tan Shuchang couldn't help but ask, his face, like that of a handsome gentleman in poetry, also revealing a bit of puzzlement.
Because Tan Shuchang truly found it strange.
This pair of uncle and nephew, although the middle-aged cultivator had profound demonic skills and his strength was almost that of a hundred years of cultivation, not inferior to Zhao Huaiji, but to Tan Shuchang, this threat was not considered significant.
Moreover, Tan Shuchang had already discovered that although this middle-aged cultivator also practiced the Cross Calamity Immortal Scripture, he seemed to only know the first volume, and was completely ignorant of the subsequent three volumes.
Because his shadowy Sword Qi was just Sword Qi, and could only be Sword Qi.
"Fellow Daoist, one mustn't judge by appearances..."
