If not for the fact that Jiang Li cultivated the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra, he might not have understood what she said.
"This is absolutely true. I don't dare to lie at all."
Granny Nether Mountain stared at the vine figure in front of her as if she wanted to see through it.
However, the slowly wriggling vine did not have eyes. The wisp of flames covered Jiang Li inside very well.
Granny Nether Mountain looked for a long time but could not tell if Jiang Li was lying.
Then, she began to use her sharp and black nails to scratch the wooden board. She scraped off a pinch of powder from it and rubbed it carefully in her hand.
Inside, there was indeed an aura that she had never seen before. At the very least, it proved that this wooden board did not come from this Netherworld fragment. This made her believe it even more.
At this moment, Granny Nether Mountain formed a strange seal in her hand and stabbed it into the ground.
