You may be asking if the spiritual light reflection can be altered or falsified. The answer is yes, but because it is recorded through your own magical power, you cannot deceive those who are more advanced than you.

People who are more advanced than you can see through the authenticity of the spiritual light at a glance.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Fang Jian pointed at the flashing spiritual light and the Chonghua shadow that was slashing at Fang Jian with sword after sword and said, "Your moves when you're slashing at the sixth-rank immortal official in the Heavenly Court are really impressive."

After saying this, Fang Jian gave Chong Hua a thumbs up: "At least he will end up being destroyed by heavenly thunder."

"..." Chong Hua's face turned pale, his whole body trembling. He looked at the spiritual light and said, "It's...it's you who framed me!"

Fang Jian put away his spiritual light and said in surprise, "How could I have ever framed you? You were pretending to be the son of Dingyuan Tianjun, and couldn't I have pointed it out?"

"Me!" Chong Hua gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Jian, saying bitterly, "I'm not pretending! What makes you say I'm pretending? Do you have any evidence?"

"Then do you have evidence to prove that you are the son of Dingyuan Tianjun?" Fang Jian asked back.

Chonghua's lips trembled violently, and he raised a shaking finger and pointed at Fang Jian, saying, "If you have the guts, take out the red-veined, vermilion-lacquered, precious carved bow. There's evidence on it."

Fang Jian frowned and said, "I have a red-patterned, vermilion-lacquered, precious carved bow here, but it's my own magic weapon, not yours."

After saying that, Fang Jian stretched out his hand, a red light flashed, and the red-patterned vermilion lacquered precious carved bow appeared in Fang Jian's hand.

When Chong Hua saw the bow, he immediately said in surprise, "This is my precious carved bow!"

Fang Jian's face turned cold, and he said, "How did it become your bow again? This is clearly my bow!"

"This is mine. My father gave it to me." Chonghua felt confident when he saw the precious carved bow.

Fang Jian said, "You said it's your bow. If you call upon it, will it respond?"

Upon hearing this, Chonghua's eyes lit up and he immediately chanted a spell to summon it again. However, no matter how he summoned it, the red-patterned vermilion lacquered precious carved bow remained motionless in Fang Jian's hand.

After a while, Chong Hua was already covered in cold sweat. He pointed at Fang Jian with a trembling right hand and said, "Despicable! What kind of magic did you use to block my summoning technique?"

Fang Jian sneered, "You look like a well-dressed person, but I didn't expect you to be a beggar. You said this is your bow, but you can't use it. I feel ashamed for you."

"You!" Chong Hua was so angry he almost vomited blood. After a burst of violent panting, he forced himself to calm down and closed his eyes for a moment. Finally, he said calmly, "There is another proof. Look at the two ends of the precious carved bow. There is a character on each end, one is 'Chong' and the other is 'Hua'. Together, they form my name, 'Chong Hua'. This was engraved there by my father using his magical power."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jian glanced at both ends of the Treasure Carved Bow. Hong Yuanhua was also watching nearby and saw that, just as Chonghua had said, the characters "Chonghua" were indeed etched on both ends. Because the Hongmeng Editor had only erased the restrictions, not the outer shape, the characters remained.

"Is there?" Chonghua stood there and asked lightly.

Fang Jian suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily, "You bastard! How dare you carve your name on my bow? Who ordered you to do this? What was your purpose? Tell the truth!"

'puff'

Upon hearing this, Chong Hua felt anger rushing through his five internal organs and his magical power was causing chaos in his six internal organs. Then, his vision went black, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the ground.