He was five years old when he was kidnapped by some men in ck. These men took him to the base of the secret realm.


    In the base, there were more than a hundred children of simr age to him. These ck-clothed men would gather him and the children every day to preach to them.


    "Children, wee to the Church of the Netherworld! Let me introduce myself. My name is Malvol Doom, and I''ll be your mentor for the next three years! Now, answer my question loudly. Do you aspire to be wealthy?" "Yes!" all the children said in unison.


    Malvol smiled. "Do you aspire to be a powerful general?"


    "Yes!" those children screamed their lungs out.


    The young Ster Orwell cried, "I don''t want any of that! I want to go home. I miss my parents!"


    Malvol opened his hands and then slowly ascended into the sky. His body glowed with an otherworldly white light.


    He asked again, "Do you want to be able to fly and be an unparalleled expert like me?"


    At that moment, Ster stopped crying and pledged his allegiance aloud along with the other children.


    Malvol bellowed withughter. "Congrattions, you''ve passed the test. The Church of the Netherworld can create gods, and we''ll make you the strongest in all fields in the future!"


    After three months of brainwashing, Malvol was worshiped by all the children. Heter sent them in batches to a ruined temple in the mountains. It was at that time that everyone was imprinted with the ck lotus mark.


    In the next two years, the Church of the Netherworld hired experts from various fields to train and educate those children. Three yearster, all the children were left to fend for themselves across the country. "What kind of training did they receive?" Philix asked.


    "It was training to rule Drakonia!" Ster squinted his eyes and exined, "There were eight children, including me. We were called the Doom Spawns. Our goal was to rise to the top positions of national authorities!" Philix was silent for a moment and then asked, "Do you know the names of the other seven?"


    Ster answered, "I don''t. We were given only numbers and no names after we entered the base!"


    Philix took a deep breath. "It''s been almost 30 years. The other Doom Spawns have probably grown to a terrifying stage!"


    Ster said, "I suspect there are Doom Spawns in the other three territories. I suggest you hold a meeting with the three other


    Generals to check their colonels and


    majors!"


    en


    Philix was dumbstruck. "Apart from Artoile, the other two generals don''t give a damn about me!"


    Ster added, "Let Sir Landon issue the death order. The country''s safety is of great importance. We must be prepared in advance!"


    Philix fell into silence again. After a long while, he said, "I''ll talk to Sir Landonter. Please be careful!"


    ...


    Downstairs, Nash carefully sipped some peach wine. There were slight ripples next to his ears. He had heard the entire conversation between Ster and Philix. Nash''s eyes sparkled after listening to Ster''s childhood.


    He wanted to know about the Church of the Netherworld ever since a long time ago but never managed to find a clue. Now, he finally had some crucial information. Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Nash, are you still sleeping or have you woken up?" Ster came down from upstairs. He asked in surprise.


    Nash smiled and said, "I''m an immortal cultivator. It doesn''t matter whether I sleep or not!"


    Ster was stunned for a moment. He then said with a smile, "I forgot about that. By the way, I remembered something about the Church of the Netherworld..." "I just heard it all!"


    "Uh, were you eavesdropping?"


    Ster did not know whether tough or cry. The vi''s sound instion was excellent. He was not loud over the phone, but Nash actually heard everything? However, everything was possible considering Nash''s powerful cultivation.


    Nash took a sip of wine and asked, "Uncle Ster, do you still remember where that base is?"


    Ster shook his head and said, "I don''t know. When we were sent away, we were all injected with tranquilizers!"


    Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and


    said, "I remember that there was a big mountain surrounded by five peaks around that area. The shape looked like the palm of a hand!"