Ancient Heavenly Court.
Jade Lake.
As Jiang Yuan's palm landed on Kong Ming's shoulder blade,
an instant force transmitted throughout his body.
Kong Ming's expression turned to shock, and he couldn't help but be secretly alarmed in his heart.
"Go back!"
Jiang Yuan said indifferently.
The next moment.
He flicked his hand.
A massive strength descended upon Kong Ming.
Kong Ming's body shook for a moment under the glaze of his golden physical body, and then he lost control, tumbling toward the Jade Lake.
Seeing this, Fu Shan, who had been relaxed, shifted slightly, his expression turning a bit solemn.
The strength of the Minor Thunder Temple's glazed golden body was long renowned.
Even with his own powerful Demon Tribe physique, Fu Shan dared not claim he could match Kong Ming in terms of physical strength.
But Kong Ming, with such a powerful glazed golden body, was actually repelled by Jiang Yuan with a mere gesture, which made Fu Shan extremely solemn in an instant.