"Where is she? The Primordial Succubus that was born, I thought the two of you went to get her."
A bearded man with a deep voice questioned.
His face wasn't visible since the room was dark, not to mention that the two people reporting the situation didn't dare to raise their heads and directly look at the man's face.
They were acting as if their entire body would burn away if they looked into this man's eyes.
"P-Please Forgive us, Lord Aelarion, We couldn't bring her." The man reported.
He was a Complete Divine Stage Cultivator, someone who would be feared by even the world leaders if he ever went to them or displayed even a part of his strength, yet, in front of this man, he couldn't help but bow his head and tremble in fear.
This man was that dangerous, after all. Not to mention he had seemed to fail such a simple task.
Hearing his report, Lord Aelarion turned silent. He wasn't angry, he just couldn't understand how can one fail in such an easy task.