Holy Spirit Cult, here I come.
Jiang Hai followed the Blood-Clothed Elder toward an underground corridor spiraling downward behind the hall. The Holy Spirit Cult shop on Guanghou Street in the East Seventeen District did not look large, but an entirely different world lay beneath it. The vast underground complex stretched beneath almost all of Guanghou Street, and this branch was far stronger than the one Nana belonged to.
The Holy Spirit Cult headquarters had eight elders, all Titled Douluos below rank ninety-five. These eight elders controlled almost all of the cult's forces and answered directly to the Cult Master, wielding immense authority. Each elder had several branches under him, each overseen by a branch elder with seven or more soul rings.
The elder of Nana's branch served under the Fifth Elder, Myriad Souls Douluo, while this branch belonged to the Fourth Elder.
Although the Fourth Elder, Netherworld Douluo, ranked only one place above the Fifth Elder, he was the strongest of them all apart from the ever-mysterious First Elder. His Netherworld Sword lacked some of the eerie qualities of most Evil Soul Masters' martial souls, but it was immensely powerful. As a result, the branches under the Fourth Elder were especially strong.
The Blood-Clothed Elder was far stronger than the branch elder under Myriad Souls Douluo who had died beneath the heavenly lightning. Jiang Hai could vaguely sense a terrifying threat emanating from him.
"Senior, is Senior Netherworld here?" Jiang Hai could not help asking as they walked through the underground corridor.
"My name is Blood-Clothed. You may call me Blood-Clothed Elder," he said. "The Fourth Elder usually stays at headquarters. Had you come here a year ago, you might have met him, but he is not here now."
The Blood-Clothed Elder paused, then continued, "You have only just