Flying Fatty

Lu Yuan crossed into the world of immortal cultivation and obtained [Skill Panel]. He was well aware of the level of danger in the world of immortal cultivation.
[Sword-ridden skill reaches LV.10. Please choose the direction of advancement...]
[Obtained advanced skill - Ride the Wind Royal Sword Technique: Double the speed of Royal Sword]
[Reaching LV.10 in Breath Convergence Technique, please choose the direction of advancement...]
[Obtained advanced skill - Aether Turtle Breath Concealment Technique: Double the effect of breath concealment]
[Disguise skill reached LV.10. Please choose the direction of advancement...]
[Obtain advanced skill - Disguise: Adjust your face muscles to achieve a perfect disguise effect] 
The so-called immortal cultivation was to see who lived longer!
Killing the enemy was not something to brag about, but living was.
Running fast, being good at hiding, looking ordinary... were the posture of the immortal emperor!
Lu Yuan: I came to the immortal cultivation world only to do three things. Live long, live long, and live a godda*n long life.
"Only those who are alive... are worthy of cultivating."
"What, you talk to me about ghost immortals? A bunch of evil b*stards. Get out of here!"
Steady immortal cultivation: afraid to die, so I maximized my defensive abilities.

I Hide And Farm In The World Of Cultivation To Increase My Proficiency

As Lu Yuan continued to pull the sword, the resistance he encountered grew stronger.

This heaviness made Lu Yuan realize that he had to use all his strength to extract the legendary immortal sword.

Even though he had only managed to extract one-third of the sword's blade, Lu Yuan could already feel the intensifying sword intent around him.

These sword intents were completely different from the ones he had absorbed before. They had a unique and timeless aura.

Lu Yuan could sense the passage of time within these sword intents.

What astonished him even more was that the sword intents, which had been refined over time, hadn't weakened over the years.

Instead, they seemed to have been finely polished, becoming even more sturdy and sharp.

Invisible sword intent radiated from the Formless Myriad Swords. Under the influence of this sword intent, countless smooth sword marks appeared on the ground of the mountain peak.

The Essence of Ten Thousand Non-Phase Swords