Four hundred and nineteen, Soul Stone.

"The competition is truly spectacular!" Zhu Huizhen exclaimed with admiration.

Lu Zhengyang nodded in agreement, and turned to Luo Shu to ask, "How does that mask change appearances?" He was genuinely curious about it.

Zhu Huizhen also looked at Luo Shu with a curious face.

With a smile, Luo Shu took out the mask that Yun Han had given her and placed it on her face. With a single thought, her appearance changed, transforming her into a middle-aged woman with signs of life's hardships. Yun Han, being an earth-level artifact refiner, had crafted a mask that was naturally far superior to anything Luo Yah could compare with, and it had unlimited uses.

Zhu Huizhen's eyes widened in astonishment as she looked Luo Shu up and down, shaking her head in disbelief. "This is truly magical! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have recognized you as Luo Shu."