Daqin: The beginning of the collapse of the sky, sweeping across the Western Regions

When Maodun's true identity was discovered by Yuan Tiangang, his originally calm face began to undergo a series of subtle yet noticeable changes, like ripples on a calm lake.

His face seemed to have been drained of its vitality. The rosy color quickly faded, and was replaced by a heart-pounding paleness. There was even a barely perceptible flash of panic in his eyes.

His lips were tightly pursed, as if he wanted to keep all the secrets inside his mouth, and the lines of his jaw were particularly clear due to excessive tension, revealing the extreme tension and repression in his heart.

At this moment, the whole situation was extremely dangerous for Maodun!

He knew very well that Yuan Tiangang was not only shrewd and ruthless, but also extremely insightful, and was definitely an extremely difficult opponent.

Now that his disguise has been exposed, all his hard work before may be wasted, and even his precious life will be in great threat!

The air around seemed to freeze into ice in an instant, so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.

Maodun clearly felt that an invisible but all-pervasive powerful pressure was quietly approaching him and gradually closing in, like an airtight net that trapped him tightly.

His hands gripped the hilt of the knife uncontrollably, his fingertips turning slightly white due to excessive force, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to keep himself calm.

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. His eyes, which wandered around and did not dare to look at the other person, betrayed his inner panic.

Yuan Tiangang's eagle-like sharp eyes were like two blazing laser beams, fixed on Maodun, trying to see through every thought in his mind.

Maodun knew very well that his every move and every word at this moment would have a profound impact on the future and even directly determine the final outcome.

The biting cold wind raged wildly in my ears, mixed with the heavy footsteps of Yuan Tiangang approaching, making people feel creepy.

Maodun took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes and quietly adjusted his breathing rhythm.

He knew that the coming storm would be extremely severe, but there was no way to avoid it.

At this moment, he must concentrate and prepare to deal with it all, and accept this thrilling baptism without fear.

He knew very well in his mind that no matter what situation he would encounter next, he must not retreat even a little bit. Only by going all out and fighting with his back against the wall could he have a chance of survival!

Because this matter is too important, it not only concerns the life and death of an individual, but may also affect the direction and final outcome of the entire situation.

"Since you know my true identity, I'll just speak frankly."

"You were able to defeat the Grandmaster of Celestial Phenomena that I sent, which shows that he is very powerful."

"It won't be long before I ascend to the throne of the Xiongnu. If you are willing to submit to me now, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory in the future."

"I believe that with your intelligence and wisdom, you should know where to go."

Realizing that his strength was inferior to Yuan Tiangang, Maodun came up with a plan and tried to persuade the other party to join him.

When Yuan Tiangang heard Maodun so brazenly propose that Yuan Tiangang and his followers submit to him, his expression changed slightly, revealing a little surprise, but in an instant it was replaced by a deep contempt.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an arc of undisguised contempt, and his eyes were flashing with a condescending and mocking light.

That smile seemed to tell the world that he not only disagreed with the suggestions made by Maodun, but was even full of contempt and disdain.

This contempt and ridicule is not an impulsive or emotional expression, but comes from a firm belief and self-confidence deep in the heart.

However, faced with such a straightforward insult, he did not rush to refute or argue, but deliberately delayed for a moment.

It seemed that he wanted Maodun to personally experience the unspeakable embarrassment and helplessness, and let the other party feel his contempt and disdain in silence.

"Relying on you?"

Finally, Yuan Tiangang broke the suffocating silence and spoke in a slow and sneering tone. Every word he said was like a carefully selected poison arrow, shooting into Maodun's heart.

The sarcasm and ridicule revealed in those words was as if one had heard the most absurd and ridiculous thing in the world.

His voice echoed over the vast field, cold and sharp, like a cold wind blowing across the grassland, making people feel cold.

Every note revealed a ruthless indifference and sharp irony, which deeply hurt Maodun's eardrums.

"Do you really think you have the qualifications? You Xiongnu are now barely surviving, and will soon be wiped out by our Daqian! By then, you won't even be able to save your life, so how can you still dream of continuing to be a Chanyu? Are you going to go to the underworld to be a Chanyu?"

These words were like an extremely heavy hammer, severely shattering the last bit of pride and self-esteem in Maodun's heart.

Maodun, who had always thought highly of himself, now turned pale, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with anger and despair.

But faced with Yuan Tiangang's powerful aura and sharp words, he had no way to refute and could only swallow the humiliation silently.

Yuan Tiangang's attitude was obvious - not only did he have no respect for Maodun, he was also reluctant to even give him the slightest recognition.

In an instant, a raging flame of rage ignited in Maodun's heart, but he knew very well that he must force himself to control his emotions at this moment and never let his reason be swallowed by anger.

He knew very well that when fighting against a powerful enemy like Yuan Tiangang, the slightest carelessness could lead to devastating consequences.

The smile on Yuan Tiangang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold, heartless, and frightening expression.

His eyes suddenly lit up and became as sharp as the flash of a sword, piercing straight at Maodun, as if wanting to penetrate into the deepest part of his soul to find out the truth.

At this moment, Maodun suddenly realized that what he had just said not only failed to win over allies, but was likely to further intensify the conflict between them.

Thinking of this, Maodun knew that there was no way out and that only by gambled everything on his life could he have a chance of survival.

Then, Maodun reached into his clothes without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye he took out an exquisite small brocade box.

There is a magical pill hidden in this brocade box. After taking it, one can instantly advance to a higher level of cultivation.

If Maodun takes this pill, he can temporarily gain the power of a land immortal, but this will be followed by an enormous backlash.

However, the current situation is critical and saving lives is of utmost importance, so those potential risks have to be put aside for the time being.

It happened in a flash. Just as Maodun was about to swallow the pill, Yuan Tiangang was quick to draw his sword and slash at Maodun fiercely.