The blue-robed man's eyes widened on hearing that but in the next second, it went back to normal, "Have you gone mad? Do you take me for a fool? You think some low leveled cultivators can cross five hundred thousand kilometers in a few hours?" The blue-robed man sneered.
"I'm telling you the truth Sir Jolan, see this..." The violet robed man held up a small black stone in his hand.
He tapped it with his finger and immediately it shone a bright light across the room.
The bright light turned into a rectangular projection made of light and a footage was being shone.
The blue-robed man's eyes widened as he saw a group of five, one male and four females arrive at the rectangular blue stone were the words, "Five hundred thousand kilometers goal," was written. He watched them converse with one another and a portal was opened underwater which they all entered and disappeared.
