Reverend Insanitys Biography of Qitiab

Mirror Lake

The weather turned cool, and a chilly breeze blew across the land.

The pristine waters of the lake rippled gently, while flocks of birds fluttered across the surface, their wings stirring the air in rhythmic beats.

The sunlight remained warm, casting a golden glow over the landscape. From a distance, the occasional neigh of warhorses or the howls of camel-wolves echoed, carrying clearly through the air.

It was the calm before the storm.

After encountering the Song family's forces, the Ma family's army did not launch an immediate assault. Instead, both sides halted and began fortifying their positions.

Northern Plains' terrain was primarily vast, open grasslands, devoid of natural obstacles. Battles here were often decisive—once an army lost, retreat was nearly impossible. The victors would relentlessly pursue and slaughter the fleeing troops, making a single battle enough to determine the outcome of a war.

But defensive lines changed everything.

With fortifications in place, even if an army suffered a setback, it could retreat, regroup, and bide its time for a counterattack. The defensive lines provided a chance to stabilize, reorganize, and prepare for future engagements.

In a world dominated by Gu, where individuals wielded miraculous powers, constructing fortifications as massive as the Great Wall of Earth was not a daunting task.

People soon recognized the immense strategic value of these defenses. As a result, warfare in the Northern Plains shifted from swift cavalry charges to prolonged sieges and positional battles.

At this moment, Qi Tian sat inside his Great Lizard House Gu, gazing down through a window. From his elevated position, he could see the scene unfolding below—countless Gu Masters and commoners working tirelessly to strengthen the defenses.

Some dug trenches to redirect water; others stacked earthen walls and erected arrow towers. Certain Gu Masters even accelerated the growth of trees, weaving them into living barricades. The third line of defense was already taking shape.

> "This will be the third line of defense. Tomorrow, the battle will commence."

> "The Hei family has already claimed the first victory. The Ma family won't wait much longer!"

Qi Tian's gaze deepened.

> "This battle should yield plenty of souls and the blood of the Golden Family."

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The First Battle

The following day dawned bright and clear, the sky an endless expanse of blue.

With three to four defensive lines now established, the Ma and Song families officially declared war.

Both sides deployed their armies, forming battle formations stretching for miles. Banners fluttered like a dense forest, while soldiers and war beasts covered the plains like a tide.

Inside the Ma family's main tent, Ma Shangfeng, the clan leader, sat at the head of the table. His stern eyes scanned the enemy lines, observing the Song army's disciplined ranks. Though the Song family's forces were slightly weaker, defeating them would not be an easy task.

> "My lord, allow me to take the first challenge! I shall slay their champion and boost our army's morale!"

> "Leader, Fei Sheng requests to fight!"

> "The first duel must be mine! No one dare contest me!"

Inside the command tent, several four-turn Gu Masters stepped forward, eager to battle.

Ma Shangfeng swept his gaze across them. Among the volunteers were Cheng Hu, Fei Sheng, and Wei Bi, all four-turn Gu Masters. After a moment of contemplation, he smiled and said:

> "Cheng Hu, you shall have the honor. Inspire our troops with victory."

Cheng Hu beamed with joy, quickly saluted, and strode toward the battlefield.

> "Hah! I am Cheng Hu! Who dares to die by my hands?"

A loud bellow echoed across the battlefield.

> "Arrogant fool! Let me, Su Yi, put you in your place!"

From the Song army, a four-turn expert galloped forward to accept the challenge.

Without hesitation, Cheng Hu lunged at him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two warriors clashed fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand. Dirt and grass flew in all directions as they exchanged blows.

Seeing Cheng Hu's aggressive attacks, Fei Sheng grew restless and quickly requested permission to fight.

He, too, faced an opponent from the Song family, and as their duel began, Cheng Hu suddenly let out a thunderous roar:

Tiger Roar Gu! Tiger Fang Gu! Tiger Claw Gu! Tiger Hide Gu! Tiger Tail Gu!

Cheng Hu transformed into a colossal, tiger-striped beast, the size of an elephant.

Su Yi's expression changed drastically. He hastily retreated, dodging frantically.

But Cheng Hu pressed the attack, shattering Su Yi's defenses.

Crunch!

With a devastating bite, the tiger crushed Su Yi's skull.

Victory!

The Ma army erupted in cheers, while the Song generals wore grim expressions.

Inside the Ma family's command tent, Ma Yingjie clenched his fists in excitement, eyes gleaming. It was as if he had personally beheaded the enemy himself.

Qi Tian, however, merely observed everything with a detached expression, as though it had nothing to do with him.

Yet no one found his indifference strange.

In fact, many were secretly pleased—if Ma Zun (Qi Tian's title) had no intention of joining the battle, it meant they had more opportunities to claim military achievements.

With morale soaring, more high-level Gu Masters joined the fray.

The battle escalated.

Four-turn Gu Masters fought in isolated duels, unleashing devastating techniques. Three-turn Gu Masters formed battle squads, clashing in coordinated skirmishes. The battlefield churned with chaotic energy.

Cheng Hu, in his beast form, slew three more four-turn Gu Masters, dominating the field.

Seeing the tide turning, Ma Shangfeng raised his hand and gave the order:

> "All forces, charge! Attack!"

With a deafening battle cry, the Ma army surged forward.

Warhorses thundered ahead, Gu Masters unleashed elemental attacks—water arrows pierced the sky, fire serpents coiled through the ranks, frost spread across the battlefield, lightning flashed, vines lashed out, and dark shadows twisted unpredictably.

The battle was fierce, the clamor deafening.

Though the Song army fought with discipline, their upper-echelon experts were struggling.

Inside the Ma family's command tent, only a few five-turn Gu Masters and elite guards remained, including Ma Shangfeng, Qi Tian, Ma Long, and Zhao Clan's patriarch.

> "Time to turn up the heat."

With a wave of his hand, Qi Tian unleashed the horse tide.

The ground shook as fifty thousand warhorses galloped forward—majestic Unicorn Horses, swift Wind Horses, razor-clawed Terror Horses, and blazing Flame Hoof Horses.

A mighty tsunami of hooves and fury crashed into the battlefield.

> "By the heavens…!"

> "A horse tide! A true horse tide…!"

> "Ma Zun has unleashed his full might!"

The sight alone sent shivers through the Song army.

Amidst the chaos, Song Qingyin, the Song clan leader, grimaced.

> "Song Wanxi! Deploy the rhino herd!"

A massive, black-skinned man stepped forward, his deep voice rumbling:

> "Understood."

Song Wanxi, the Song family's ace Beast Master, led an army of war rhinos into battle—towering Iron-Horned Rhinos, Trident Spirit Rhinos, Earth-Treading Rock Rhinos, and Six-Hoof Water Rhinos.

The two forces clashed.

The battlefield trembled.

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes.

> "Interesting. But do you really think this is enough to stop me?"