As for whether he could break through to Grandmaster before Emperor Fall Land opened, that would depend on fate.
If Emperor Fall Land opened in a month, then there was no way he could break through to Grandmaster.
A month to condense Supreme Spear Intent and break through to Grandmaster—this was not cultivation. This was dreaming.
Even with the panel, he could not possibly cross such an enormous threshold in so short a time.
If he had a few months, it might still be possible.
But a few months were a few months. Three months were three months. Five months were five months.
Different amounts of time led to different results.
"Thank you, Peak Master!"
The Holy Land disciples all spoke up.
The Emperor Fall Token—a token granting entry into Emperor Fall Land. An opportunity that came only once every ten thousand years was right before them.
As long as they broke through to Grandmaster, they could obtain one. They had to seize this opportunity.
At that moment, Lu Chenyuan stepped forward and cupped his fists toward Jian Wuya. "Brother Jian, I'll be leaving first. We'll meet again at Emperor Fall Valley in a few months."
"Alright."
Jian Wuya nodded without saying much.
The friendship between two True Emperor powerhouses required no excessive words.
Lu Chenyuan turned and came before the Emperor Fall Valley disciples. With a gentle sweep of his sleeve, a silvery radiance like moonlight spilled forth, enveloping several disciples.
The light was soft yet bright, like a thin veil wrapping around the seven disciples.
With a flash, the disciples vanished instantly.
Lu Chenyuan took a step forward into the void.
The instant his foot came down, the space before him changed dramatically.
Centered on his toe, space began to collapse—not slowly or gradually, but instantly and violently.