Five or six hours later, Ye Feng had walked at least three thousand kilometers, and even his forehead had begun to sweat.
For the Ye Feng of the past, this would have been utterly impossible.
Ye Feng called out to Saikeer ahead of him:
"How much farther is it? We've already walked three thousand kilometers! Your family lives way too far away!"
But Saikeer replied with complete ease:
"Almost there. It's just ahead!"
At those words, Ye Feng's expression darkened, and he roared:
"Like hell I believe you! That's the fourth time you've said that! How much farther is it, exactly?"
Saikeer pretended not to hear any of Ye Feng's roaring and continued walking.
Inwardly, however, Saikeer was very satisfied with Ye Feng.
The two of them were actually moving quite fast. Traveling five or six hundred kilometers per hour in a high-gravity place like Makarov Star was indeed remarkable for someone at Ye Feng's cultivation level.
And he had kept walking for five or six hours straight, already far surpassing ordinary geniuses from the Central Star Domain.
Most importantly, there was the speed at which Ye Feng adapted, going from being unable to keep up with Saikeer to gradually matching his pace, and now keeping up with ease.
His ability to adapt so quickly in just five or six hours likewise proved how extraordinary Ye Feng was.
Another three hours passed. Ye Feng's head was drenched in sweat, and even his body was beginning to feel fatigued. Clearly, he had expended an enormous amount of energy.
The exhausted Ye Feng could no longer be bothered to ask Saikeer how much farther it was, because Saikeer only ever gave one answer.
Just then, the exhausted Ye Feng suddenly spotted a spaceship landing platform in the distance.
Ye Feng froze, instantly