129: Chapter 129 The Traitor's Redemption? Lin Weiwei's Last Words

"Old... Boss!" Zhang Hao held the dark red [ten thousand souls wailing pearl], his ghostly face contorted by the information he was reading, his voice changing pitch. "The painful memories in this bead... they're a mess, but... but I think I've managed to dig something out!"

Lin Chen's gaze swept over.

"It's... a coordinate! It's very blurry, very fragmented, hidden beneath the deepest pain!" Zhang Hao spoke rapidly. "It's somewhat similar to the location of the second base given by the Tombstone Guardian, but... but it seems more precise, and it carries a... particularly sinister vibe! It feels like... like an 'anchor' or a 'teleportation receiving marker'!"

Coordinates? Anchor?

Lin Chen's eyes shifted slightly. Could it be that the abyss remnant soul refined into the bead still carried information about its original destination?

"Can you lock onto it?" Lin Chen asked.

"I... I'll try again!" Zhang Hao immediately focused his mind, pushing his Mind Reading to its limit, acting like the finest comb to once again sift through the massive, chaotic fragments of painful memories inside the bead.

Sweat (if a ghost could have any) seeped from his brow, and his soul-body trembled slightly because of it. This was undoubtedly an extremely mentally exhausting task.

Suddenly, his body jolted violently as if pricked by something, and he blurted out, "Tem... Myriad-Faced Temple! It's a secondary coordinate anchor leading to the Myriad-Faced Temple! This place... isn't just a base; it's also a secret teleportation relay station they set up!"

The Myriad-Faced Temple! The headquarters of the Thousand Faces Cult, drifting in the rift between the Underworld and the Abyss!

The value of this intelligence far exceeded his imagination!

However, at the exact moment Zhang Hao shouted the words "Myriad-Faced Temple"—

"Wooo—!"

Lin Weiwei (Qin Weiwei), whose soul-body was already extremely unstable and who had been kept in a cage at the rear by two Underworld Soldiers, suddenly let out a shrill, agonizing shriek as if her soul were being torn apart!

This shriek wasn't due to punishment, but... as if a certain restriction deeply planted in the depths of her soul had been triggered!

"Ugh, aaaaah—! My head... my head!!" Lin Weiwei struggled frantically in the cage, her hands clutching her head tightly. Her already ethereal soul-body flickered and distorted violently like a low-signal image, as if it would completely collapse at any moment!

"What's happening?!" Zhang Hao was startled and interrupted his reading.

Lin Chen frowned and instantly moved to the front of the cage. He could feel that deep within Lin Weiwei's soul origin, a extremely malicious "self-destruct secrecy restriction" closely linked to the faith of the God of a Thousand Faces was being forcibly triggered!

Was it because Zhang Hao had inadvertently touched upon the core secret of the "Myriad-Faced Temple coordinates"?

"Tomb... Tombstone Guardian..." In her extreme agony, Lin Weiwei actually managed to struggle and lift her head. Her eyes, which were once full of deception but now held only endless pain and a faint glimmer of clarity, stared fixedly at Lin Chen. Using the last of her strength, she screamed intermittently,

"The Tombstone Guardian's... star map... is... incomplete!"

"To go... to the Myriad-Faced Temple... you need... three 'keys'!"

"Wailing Canyon... is just... just the forge and... testing ground for the first key... the [key of suffering]!"

"They... they used the pain of the entire canyon... to temper the key... and... were also testing... if they could stably open... the drifting path... to the temple!"

Her speaking speed grew faster, and the rate at which her soul-body was collapsing also accelerated. Her lower body had already turned into points of light and begun to dissipate.

"The second key... the [key of memory]... is in... in..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and her soul-body froze for a moment. An expression of extreme struggle appeared on her face, as if that restriction was frantically preventing her from naming the next location.

But she looked at Lin Chen—the man she had once betrayed and schemed against, yet who now controlled her life, death, and future path—and a final, extremely complex emotion flashed in her eyes. Was it regret? Unwillingness? Or relief?

"In... the Memory Maze!!"

Using the last strength of her soul, she roared out that name! Simultaneously, she violently raised both hands—not to attack, but to stab them fiercely into her own temples!

"Pfft—!"

It was as if something within her soul-body had been forcibly torn apart and annihilated!

That malicious secrecy restriction seemed to have been temporarily interfered with and partially destroyed by her resolute act of self-mutilation!

Taking this opportunity, the final fragments of information poured out like a dam breaking:

"Be careful... the Memory Maze... doesn't just... trap you..."

"It... it is 'reading' the memories of all intruders... especially... those regarding the Underworld and the Nether Lord Bloodline..."

"It... it is screening for... the most perfect 'core material'... for the third key... the [key of the soul]!"

"The temple... the temple is not fixed... it is drifting... only by gathering all three keys... can you... can you stably anchor its position... and open the passage..."

With the information delivered, her soul-body had become as transparent as morning mist, leaving only an extremely blurry outline.

Her final gaze turned with difficulty toward Su Qingyu, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion nearby.

In her eyes, there was no longer the hypocrisy and calculation of the past, only endless exhaustion and a hint of... guilt?

Her lips quivered, and using the very last bit of her will, she transmitted a few barely audible words:

"I'm... sor...ry..."

Then, the light and shadow completely dissipated.

Inside the cage, it was empty.

Lin Weiwei, this traitor, undercover agent, and former "sister," had at the final moment of her life used the price of her own soul's dispersal to trigger the restriction's backlash, in exchange for core intelligence regarding the Myriad-Faced Temple and the "three keys"!

Was it atonement? Or complete despair? Or perhaps, she just wanted to seize a final shred of meaning for her existence at the very end?

No one knew.

The wind of the canyon blew past, kicking up a few wisps of dust.

Su Qingyu stood where she was, looking at the empty cage with a complex gaze. That "I'm sorry" was like a faint thorn pricked into her heart. They had long been mortal enemies, but this sudden "deathbed confession" still left her heart in turmoil.

Zhang Hao floated nearby and murmured, "The... Memory Maze? Isn't that the second base marked on the Tombstone Guardian's star map? So it's not just a trap... it's also a... 'material screener'?"

Lei Xiao's face was solemn. "Three keys... it seems the key of suffering has either been invalidated or changed hands since the Boss refined the canyon. The key of memory is in the Memory Maze... so where would the third, the key of the soul, be?"

Lin Chen looked silently at the spot where Lin Weiwei had dissipated, his face devoid of any expression.

He felt no sentimentality, no sighing.

A traitor was a traitor; no matter what they did at the end, it could not wash away past sins. However, this intelligence was indeed valuable.

"Memory Maze... screening core materials..." Lin Chen repeated in a low voice, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "It seems the next target is right here."

Previously, he only knew the Memory Maze was dangerous and could drag people into painful memories. Now he knew it had an even more insidious function—reading memories to screen materials for the "key of the soul." What did this "material" refer to? A powerful soul? A special bloodline? Or... information related to the Lord of the Underworld?

Regardless, this maze had to be uprooted as soon as possible!

"Clean up the battlefield and recover all valuable materials," Lin Chen ordered. "Prepare to return to the Fortress. Next step, target—Memory Maze!"

(Hook: Just as the Underworld Soldiers began to clear the canyon and recover the remains of those bone altars and residual energy, one Underworld Soldier discovered a black fragment about the size of a palm deep within the ashes of an altar base. It was neither metal nor wood and felt ice-cold to the touch. It was engraved with extremely complex and incomplete star map patterns, seemingly the very part of the Tombstone Guardian's star map that Lin Weiwei said was missing! On the edge of the fragment, there was still a faint trace of the lingering aura belonging to Lin Weiwei's soul-body before it dissipated...)