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Several days later.

Underground secret chamber.

A short table in front of Chen Mu was set with a scroll of blank jade tablets.

In the upper-right corner, there was a porcelain dish filled with thick, gold-colored ink.

This ink could etch into the jade, penetrating three parts deep.

Characters written with this ink would remain intact and clear even after a hundred years.

"Let's get to work!"

Chen Mu took a deep breath and spread out the Netherworld Grand Summary.

Mana surged into the jade tablet, and as mental powers churned in his mind, a net-shaped spherical talisman coalesced into existence.

Chen Mu dared not be negligent as he strove to maintain the talisman while continuously enlarging and rotating it, examining it closely both inside and out.

A quarter of an hour later, the talisman suddenly trembled and dispersed back into a cloud of smoke.