The Puppet Master's Path to the Dao
Chapter 810

Teetering on the Brink

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When this martial dao Nascent Soul appeared, Daoist Qinghe, the Shadow Sect cultivator, and Golden Sun True Person all started in surprise.

The newcomer stood in imposing majesty, clad in ancient battle armor, like a heavenly god descended to earth.

Most striking of all, however, was the longbow in his hand. It seemed to have been cast from an unknown, gleaming metal, and its string shone like a seven-colored rainbow stream, radiating dazzling hues.

"Heaven-Shaking Bow!"

Without another word, the martial dao Nascent Soul raised his longbow and drew the string.

"Sun-Shooting Arrow!"

Golden radiance blazed like a rainbow, its force surging toward the stars. A sharp gleam that seemed capable of tearing the firmament apart shone between Golden Sun True Person's brows. His brow furrowed deeply, and he hurriedly took flight, constantly shifting his position as he retreated.

Yet the martial dao Nascent Soul's arrowhead remained firmly locked onto him. The strange light streaming from its tip stayed fixed between his brows like a laser beam.

Golden Sun True Person did not know what it was, but he sensed an immense threat, and his expression grew grave.

"Go!"

The martial dao Nascent Soul poured all his magic power into it, then released his grip, sending the arrow flying from the string.

The golden radiance instantly crossed more than a hundred miles of empty space and struck Golden Sun True Person.

"Aah!"

Golden Sun True Person had nowhere to dodge. He seemed to have been hit before he could even react.

At that critical moment, he did everything he could to keep it away from the ancestral aperture between his brows. Instead, it struck above his heart, beneath his left shoulder.

"Screee!"

The Golden Crow dharma form behind him let out a piercing scream of agony, likewise impaled by the

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