Warhammer Cultivation: Cultivating the Tao Te Ching in the 40K Universe

A ghastly green, highly toxic fog enveloped the planet's upper atmosphere; it was the biological bombardment of the Fourteenth Legion—the Death Guard.

Within the green, poisonous fog, menacing warships exuding an aura of decay were engaged in a fierce battle with Nukelia's orbital defense platform.

Mortarion's fleet.

Or rather, the Mortarion fleet, which has collectively transformed into another kind of life form.

Countless ornate, morbidly painted purple-gold warships, like elegant dancers, traversed the void, slicing through the Dao Domain's shield with precise and ruthless spears of light.

The Emperor's Son of Forgrim.

On closer orbits, the fighting became even more chaotic.

The new Twelfth Legion—the World Eaters loyal to the Lord and Angron, and the Eldar warriors of Yatalan—are piloting the latest warships in a frenzied boarding battle against their former comrades and adversaries corrupted by Chaos.

The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth.

Nukelia remained silent because it was already the eye of the storm.

Shortly after the three Primarchs split their forces, two nearly fully-equipped Primarch Legions had already...