Feng Lin didn't tell a lie; in front of his own old man, Jiang Yu was as lively as a little brother.
However, in front of others, he did put on some airs.
"Nonsense! How could I outdo Brother Chen?"
Jiang Yu raised his hand, and everything around him gradually turned into nothingness.
On the grass around them, there was only a three-meter square of scorched earth; everything else was intact.
"The lava is an illusion array, but that lightning strike was a real attack, right?" Feng Lin asked.
"Correct, a multi-layered formation must have a mix of truth and deception, hard to distinguish between real and fake."
Two oracle bone script runes appeared in front of Jiang Yu, and the ground not far away began to churn.
Jiang Banxia and Jiang Zhongqing floated up from underground.
"Uncle, you're really too strong."
Feng Lin gave a thumbs up.
"It's of no use; any expert who has a little knowledge of formations could deal with me."
