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

This explanation, full of "science" and "logic," made most of the bureaucrats and generals on the reviewing stand subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, as long as it can be explained and is still within the realm of understanding, it's fine for most people; so what if the name is a bit strange?

But in the eyes of Macardo, Waldo, and the "Shadow Lord" from the Assassin's Court, which had seen through the deepest darkness of the universe, there was an undisguised shock!

They knew that it was not technology.

That was an unprecedented "field" that they had never seen before, created using the power of the entire expanded academy and Hector's Golden Core!

The effect may be similar to the Realm of No Light, but the underlying principles are completely different!

However, Hector gave them no more time to think.

Because, the world has truly changed.

No sooner had he finished his explanation, which was full of the implication of "making amends," than the sky above the training ground, which was supposed to be eternally blue thanks to ancient technology, seemed to be violently torn apart by an invisible giant hand belonging to the will of the universe itself!

The laws of reality are being forcibly altered in this small area.

Endless, lead-gray tribulation clouds, filled with "disorder" and "chaos," surged wildly from the torn void like a boiling, chaotic ocean, completely enveloping the entire training ground in just a few breaths.

That was no ordinary thunder!

That was a subspace that was part of the laws of the universe, and it was a natural gaze upon the fifty “outliers” who were simultaneously trying to “transcend mortals”!

This is the first time in this universe that so many "Qi cultivators" have attempted to break through and advance. This unprecedented move naturally attracted an unprecedented reaction from the subspace.

Unlike any psionic event or chaotic descent the imperial elites had ever witnessed, the scene of leaden clouds gathering in the sky at this moment...

It seems to originate from the subspace itself.

Even Waldo, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, subconsciously frowned on the viewing platform.

Although this place was not within the Imperial Palace, the feeling of spiritual energy gathering still made him adjust his functional state and instinctively prepare to "fight".

“Boom-ka-!!!”

A purplish-black bolt of lightning, as ferocious as the spine of a giant dragon, tore through the thick, leaden clouds!

The ominous bolt of lightning illuminated the fifty young faces below, faces filled with determination and resilience!

Chapter 200 The Clouds of Calamity Arise

The performance hall was deathly silent.

All eyes were drawn to the figure suspended in mid-air.

Hector Kane.

His eyes were gently closed, his expression as calm as an eternal glacier. But centered on him, the energy field of the entire Wenxinzhai was already boiling!

"The first stage, connecting the entire body, begins."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the fifty disciples sitting cross-legged.

The voice seemed to possess a magical power that made words come true. As soon as the words fell, the great formation quietly activated, and fifty streams of spiritual energy with guiding properties surged into the Qi cultivator's body.

Fifty pillars of energy shot into the sky!

That was not real Qi, but the spiritual energy that had been suppressed and guided within each person until now. At this moment, following the methods of the Daoist Canon's Foundation Building Scroll, it launched a desperate attack on the legendary Ren and Du meridians!

Everyone's face was contorted with rage, everyone was trembling, and everyone was drenched in sweat.

One of the disciples shouted out in ecstasy. He felt as if some barrier inside his body had been broken down, and a warm current flowed through his entire body in an instant. The unprecedented feeling of comfort made him almost groan out loud.

That shout was like lighting the fuse of a powder keg.

"I got it working too!"

"The Ren and Du meridians...this is the Lesser Heavenly Circuit of the Ren and Du meridians!"

"Power... I feel the power of endless life!"

Amidst the rising and falling gasps of amazement, one disciple after another shone with a faint spiritual light. Their auras steadily increased, and their true essence formed a complete and self-consistent cycle within their bodies.

Small Zhoutian, it’s done!

On the viewing platform, everyone was speechless with astonishment at what they saw.

A standard time!

Fifty ordinary people with different spiritual talents all successfully opened the Small Heavenly Circuit without any external interference!

What is this concept?

This means that they have completed the most crucial identity transformation from "psychic mortals" to "psychic cultivators"!

“A miracle…” a high-ranking official from the Star Language Court murmured to himself, his eyes behind his glasses filled with disbelief.

Macardo and the commander of the Imperial Guard exchanged a glance: it was even faster than the experiment at "Fulcrum" more than a year ago.

However, Hector's face remained completely expressionless.

This is just an appetizer.

The real test has only just begun.

He slowly opened his eyes, and deep within those golden pupils, the scene of the birth and death of the universe was reflected.

"Phase Two".

"Conquer the inner demons, and establish the foundation for enlightenment."

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed his hands up towards the sky!

"Om-!"

A grand hum, seemingly from the very beginning of the universe, resounded deep within everyone's soul.

The "Sky-Covering Array," which covered the entire training ground, was activated to its maximum extent at this moment!

Visible to the naked eye, but imperceptible to divine thought.

In the eyes of beings like Makado and Waldo, the entire Wenxinzhai seemed to have been "cut out" from the real universe at this moment!

It became a "dojo" independent of Terra and the Warp!

At the same time, outside the great formation, the lead-colored tribulation clouds suddenly turned black, as if an iodine clock had reacted, covering the entire sky above the great formation with thick ink. Golden lightning flashed continuously, but none of it fell.

That "ocean," known as the "subspace" and formed by the convergence of the emotions and souls of all intelligent life, has stirred up towering waves!

Fifty powerful souls on the verge of transformation were like fifty sparks thrown into a frying pan, instantly igniting this chaotic area.

Countless whispers. Countless prying eyes.

Countless wills filled with greed, jealousy, and hatred converged from all directions.

They want to tear open the curtain of reality and rush into that "feast for the soul" that they crave.

However, they found nothing.

Wenxinzhai has disappeared.

In their perception, there was only nothing left there.

This is the realm of "Tao".

Tranquility and inaction.

Chaos is inviolable.

However, things are not so absolute within the great formation.

Although they were covered by a sky-covering array and had the first Golden Core cultivator in this universe in charge, their souls still had projections in the subspace. The chaotic whispers that surged in at the moment of sublimation still clung to every Qi Refiner.

In "Foundation Building Chapter," the timing, location, and people—their dean had already prepared everything for them.

But ultimately, people have to rely on themselves.

Inside the formation, the faces of the fifty disciples instantly turned deathly pale.

The scene before their eyes had changed.

The training ground disappeared. Dean Hector disappeared. His fellow disciples beside him also disappeared.

Each person has fallen into a realm that belongs only to themselves, constructed from their deepest fears, obsessions, and pain—

Hector hovered in the center of the great formation, like a pillar stabilizing the sea.

He looked down at his disciples below, each one trapped in an illusion, sometimes grotesque, sometimes in pain, sometimes bewildered.

His divine sense, like mercury spilling onto the ground, enveloped the entire area.

He will not intervene directly.

Ultimately, one must find their own way.

But he is their protector.

He would never allow any external force to desecrate this trial that belongs to "human beings".

Barrett, a veteran from the former Cardinals (not the later-era Chapter).

Before him was the familiar gray sky.

The air was filled with the acrid smell of burning corpses and the stench of gunpowder.

A shell exploded not far from him, sending up dirt and bits of flesh that rained down on his armor.

He instinctively raised the gun in his hand.

But his hands were empty.

He looked down and saw that he was wearing the Taoist temple's linen robe.

And around him, those in military uniforms were "not" his comrades.

Their eyes were blood red.

Their skin was deathly pale.

Black saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, and they emitted roars that sounded inhuman.

"traitor……"

"Why...are you still alive..."

"We're all dead... what right do you have to live..."

Those faces he once knew and trusted most were now approaching him step by step.

They are his inner demons.

He was the embodiment of the resentment of all his fallen comrades in that damned retreat!

The sky, without anyone noticing, had turned blood red.

Streaks of scarlet lightning ripped across the sky.

That wasn't lightning.

That was the lightning of heavenly tribulation!

It transformed into the form Barrett was most familiar with—railgun bombardment!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lightning struck, and the earth trembled.

War has struck once again.

This time, however, he had nowhere to escape and no one to rely on.

This is his final battle, and it belongs to him alone.

Chapter 201 I Am a Cultivator

This is the world Barrett is in right now.

The cannon fire transformed from lightning relentlessly plowed the earth.

Each explosion felt as if it struck his very soul, causing him to feel as if his spirit was about to shatter.

His former comrades, transformed from his inner demons, had already surrounded him.