To Empty Others' Pockets and Be Generous with One's Own

BOOM!!

The palm strike descended from the sky, not only shaking the ground violently but also leaving a massive palm print ten thousand meters long and a hundred meters deep.

"Pfft!!"

Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, like Sun Wukong pinned beneath the Five Elements Mountain.

"Is this the might of an immortal!?"

Everyone present was terrified, their bodies already drenched in sweat.

The Celestial from the Upper Realm slowly descended from the void, the scenery of beautiful mountains and rivers rotating around him. The terrifying pressure made it impossible to muster the slightest will to resist.

"He broke through so fast?!"

The Celestial from the Upper Realm frowned slightly, feeling fortunate that he had emerged from seclusion early.

He recalled that when he first met Ye Chen two years ago, he had only just broken through to the middle stage of the Quasi-Emperor. Yet, in just two years, Ye Chen had reached the high stage of the Quasi-Emperor.

Let alone in a barren land like the lower realm, even in the upper realm, there wasn't such a rapid cultivation speed.

No wonder Yi Jian and the others couldn't capture Ye Chen during the two years he was in seclusion healing.

"Greetings, Immortal!"

Yi Jian and the others rushed forward and knelt, inwardly lamenting their impending doom.

The task assigned by their boss was not only delayed but had ultimately forced the boss to act personally to resolve it. They could foresee the boss's thunderous wrath awaiting them.

"Yi Jian, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

The Celestial from the Upper Realm did not blame Yi Jian. His gaze fell upon the Three Elders as he spoke slowly, "When Yi Jian was fighting Ye Chen just now, you hesitated. Originally, I didn't believe