The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 186 The Mask: When you're out and about, your identity is all given to you by me!

After testing the Guardians of Light, Lu Yan turned his attention to the Remnants of Time.

His figure swayed slightly, and he suddenly leaped back several feet, leaving behind only a phantom image that perfectly matched his figure and aura.

The phantom did not last long, and after a few breaths it dissipated like weathered sand.

Almost instantly, Lu Yan clearly felt that the fatigue accumulated from cultivation and the minor injuries caused by the aftershocks during the test were completely stripped away, and his physical body and spirit returned to their peak state.

"However, physical and mental strength have not recovered, and there are still limitations."

He muttered to himself, then chuckled and shook his head.

The fact that Time Remnant can achieve this level is already an extremely powerful life-saving technique. If it can even reverse the energy consumed, then it would be too heaven-defying.

"As for this mask—"

Lu Yan looked at the last secret technique, but a hint of disappointment flashed across his brows.

Although his secret techniques all originated from the original cards, he has improved and expanded them to varying degrees, giving them unique and wonderful uses.

But this mask's abilities are almost identical to those of the Faceless One.

It's not that it's weak, it's just a bit of a letdown.

He would never dare to easily pass on such secret techniques for concealing one's identity, for they would become a great scourge if they fell into the hands of the followers of the Demon God.

However, if it is only for personal use, directly using [Faceless] is sufficient, and the effect is only stronger.

Before the thought had even formed in his mind, Lu Yan suddenly had an idea.

He opened the Forest of Death, forcibly awakened a low-level monster, and then activated the Masked Secret Technique on it.

A phantom mask with a strange face printed on it slowly condensed and took shape in his palm.

Lu Yan raised his hand and put the mask directly on his face.

The next moment, a special aura suddenly swept over his entire body, twisting his blood and spiritual power into a strange force, and even forcibly suppressing his own realm to a level comparable to that strange creature.

Lu Yan tried to circulate his own power, but was strongly suppressed. It wasn't until he unleashed 50% of his strength that the mask began to show signs of crumbling.

"Just as I thought, this is the correct way to use it!"

Lu Yan laughed loudly, casually removed his mask, and his understanding of this secret technique was completely overturned.

Wearing a mask completely covers and transforms the wearer's abilities, rendering them completely unable to use them.

This is no ordinary disguise; it's an absolute concealment without leaving any flaws. There's no need to worry about accidentally revealing your identity by using your power.

But what if you impose that mask on someone else?

Unless the opponent can unleash combat power comparable to 50% of his own, he will have no way to break free.

Imagine if you simply put a mask on a criminal, even an extraordinary person, and they would instantly become a powerless mortal.

Thinking about it more deeply, if we put a mask on a superhuman who is about to go out of control, could we forcefully suppress their mutation?

If it were then transformed into a secret artifact by the wizarding world, wouldn't this mask become the most powerful binding artifact in the world?

However, this is just Lu Yan's idea; the actual effect still needs to be tested.

"Judge Wan's side must be short-staffed, right?"

The courtroom dungeon was dark and damp, with a faint smell of blood and lingering eeriness.

Wan Zhuliu sat at his desk, holding a thick list of criminals in his hand, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, he still found it difficult to remain calm when he saw the list in person.

Such a vast primordial shelter, the earliest and strongest place for human survival, harbors so many traitors.

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Among them were scions of prominent families, and even many of the court's own investigators were implicated.

But Wan Zhuliu was not deterred by this.

For him, eliminating these hidden cancers, even if it affects the order of the shelter in the short term, is more beneficial than harmful in the long run.

What he was really worried about was whether there were deeper figures hiding behind these traitors, and whether there were any hidden dangers that had not yet been investigated.

Wan Zhuliu rubbed his throbbing temples and buried himself in the case files again.

The number of criminals far exceeded expectations, and the dungeons in the courthouse were already overcrowded. The court was overwhelmed with work, having to arrange for guards and suppress them while also interrogating and verifying each case.

In addition, many investigators encountered fog pollution during the previous battle and began to show signs of losing control of their sequences. They needed to be monitored by dedicated personnel at all times to prevent them from becoming completely distorted, which made the already strained manpower situation even worse.

"Xue Jiansheng is recuperating, and Xue Hanyi is staying by his side every step of the way. Jiangnan Dao has also suddenly gone into seclusion for some unknown reason—"

Wan Zhuliu sighed softly, his voice betraying his exhaustion.

"These people are all of no help whatsoever."

Just then, a familiar aura quietly entered my senses; it was Lu Yan.

Wan Zhuliu put down the dossier in his hand, looked up, and just then saw Lu Yan stepping into the dungeon.

"Lu Yan, what brings you here?"

Having experienced that great battle, Wan Zhuliu no longer regarded Lu Yan as a junior, but treated him as an equal.

In his mind, Lu Yan might not be able to stand on equal footing with him for long.

Lu Yan bowed slightly to Wan Zhuliu, without any further pleasantries, and directly took out a mask, gently placed it on the table, and got straight to the point.

"Judge Wan, I'd like to make a deal with the court. What do you think?"

Five days later, at Lu Yan's manor.

"Young Master Lu, the official order for the court has been placed!"

Qian Xin's face was flushed, and his voice trembled with excitement as he handed a gold-embossed contract to Lu Yan. "Not just the Anti-Armor, but also the Chains of Death, the Guardians of Light, and the Mask of Weakness—the Inquisition wants them all!"

The chain of death is a nickname given to the "chain of life-sucking" by members of the inquisitorial court.

Once these chains bind an enemy, they continuously drain their life force and restrict their movement, making them an excellent tool for court investigators who spend years apprehending criminals.

Combined with the Weak Mask that can seal the abilities of criminals, the Guardian of Light that can purify the corrupting influences, and the Anti-Armor that can protect oneself and reflect damage back to the enemy.

These four items have become an essential kit for investigators within the court's staff.

Lu Yan took the contract, his eyes scanning the required quantities marked on it, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"You want three thousand sets right off the bat. Judge Wan really thinks highly of me."

Qian Xin quickly rubbed his hands together, his tone respectful.

"Don't worry, Young Master Lu, I have already prepared enough materials for the anti-armor spell and I can definitely keep up with the schedule; although the materials for the Light Guardian are still a little short, they can be gathered soon."

He paused, then added.

"But these life-binding chains and the mask of weakness will have to be made by Young Master Lu himself."

Of the four pieces of the Judgment set, only the Anti-Armor and the Guardian of Light were known to Lu Yan as basic secret techniques. He always sold the Life-Binding Chains and the Mask of Weakness as rare items.

Although making them personally is a bit complicated, he dares not easily reveal either the Life Suction or the Mask.

If it falls into the hands of the cultists, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, the volume of these orders did exceed ordinary expectations.

Anyone else would have been overwhelmed by this immense wealth, but for Lu Yan, it was nothing more than a progress bar on a screen.

He remained calm and silently gave the ancient wizard the instructions to make the product, then completely relinquished his responsibilities.

"Lu Yan, you're really something!"

Yin Shuo pushed open the door and entered, clicking his tongue in amazement, his face full of admiration. "Now, in the Tribunal dungeon, all the more troublesome prisoners are wearing the mask of weakness you created. They all look like ordinary people, unable to muster even a fraction of their supernatural power."

"I heard that Judge Wan has been smiling a lot more lately, like a completely different person. He no longer has to worry about suppressing prisoners."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Shuo suddenly leaned down, moved closer to Lu Yan, rubbed his hands together, and asked hopefully, "By the way, Lu Yan, could you make me a mask using your scent?"

Upon hearing this, not only did Qian Xin stop what he was doing, but even Ning Ran, who was cultivating with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Lu Yan with the same expectation in her eyes.

Everyone knew that the Mask of Weakness sold to the Inquisition was made from the weak aura of ordinary mortals and was only used to imprison criminals.

However, if Lu Yan's aura is used to make a mask, wearing it will replicate his aura and abilities. Even if one cannot truly possess his strength, it will definitely be a game-changer in desperate situations!

Seeing this, Lu Yan couldn't help but chuckle and gently pushed Yin Shuo's face away.

"Don't even think about it. Masked Man can only replicate your aura and superficial abilities; he can't make you as strong as me."

He wasn't lying. While the strength of his sequence itself was fundamental to his current power, what truly set him apart was his ridiculously high base attributes.

It is through the successive enhancements of various sequences, coupled with the superposition of various characteristics, that the current combat power has been created.

Putting aside everything else, the very nature of an ancient wizard as a seeker of the Way quadrupled his physical and mental strength.

This is something that Yin Shuo and others could never achieve.

I knew it wouldn't work.

Yin Shuo's face fell, and he sighed softly, but he quickly regained his energy.

"Forget it, I'm preparing to advance to Sequence 5 anyway. Once I succeed, I won't be any weaker than others."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up again, and he came up with another idea: "Lu Yan, how about you come with me for a walk sometime? I need to travel around to meet the requirements for my Sequence 5 promotion."

"go out?"

Lu Yan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then nodded in agreement, "No problem."

He also had his own plans. The first requirement for advancing to the Dragon Blood Priest level was two dragon beast totems. Perhaps he could gain something by traveling around.

In fact, there might be traces of dragons and beasts in the Emerald Dreamland, but unfortunately, the Protection of Nature is still undergoing transformation, and he cannot enter it at present.

"That's great!"

Yin Shuo was overjoyed. "I'll go back and make some preparations. We'll set off in about ten days!"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned and ran out of the manor impatiently.

"Young Master Lu, I'll get back to work now. I'll keep a close eye on the orders."

Qian Xin was very tactful; he bowed respectfully and then turned to leave.

These three thousand orders alone will keep him busy for a long time.

After everyone had left, Lu Yan stood in the courtyard for a moment to think, and then walked towards the direction of the Divine Tree Palace.

His deal with Wan Zhuliu involved more than just these three thousand sets of four-piece outfits; Wan Zhuliu also specially granted him access to the Tower Forbidden Zone.

Of the judges in the courtroom today, only Wan Zhuliu is in charge of the affairs; anyone wishing to enter the tower must obtain his permission.

"The Stairway to Godhood—I wonder if I'll be able to encounter it again this time I go in."