Chapter 143: Old Mrs. Mu?

The second attempt at drawing the Danghui Talisman, failure.

Third attempt at drawing the Danghui Talisman, still a failure.

The fourth attempt at drawing the Danghui Talisman, yet again a failure.

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The difficulty of drawing the Danghui Talisman was truly hellish.

Compared to the Corpse Transformation Talisman that Chen Hai had successfully drawn before, the Danghui Talisman was not even in the same league.

With each stroke and every node, the mana he infused into the talisman pen needed to flow smoothly, or the slightest hiccup would lead to failure in drawing the talisman.

Unconsciously, noon had already passed.

Chen Hai's hand, once more touching the yellow paper with the talisman pen, had lost all its previous magic. There were no more strange occurrences, no rising blue smoke or self-combusting talisman paper.

"F*ck me..." Noticing this, his face filled with helplessness, he cursed bitterly.