It's Hard

"It's hard."

Although unwilling, God of Destruction still spoke.

"According to my calculations, the Thought Power required to expand the God Realm would consume eighty percent of what we've accumulated over a million years. Four thousand days..."

With bitterness welling in his heart, God of Destruction shook his head.

"It won't recover."

"Moreover, once that kind of Space-Time Turbulence arrives, even without expanding the God Realm, more than half of our accumulated Thought Power will be depleted. Recovering it will likewise take quite some time."

At this point, everyone present understood the meaning behind God of Destruction's words. Because of the Space-Time Turbulence, expanding the God Realm was basically out of the question. At the very least, they would have to wait several hundred thousand years.

That won't do.

After reaching that conclusion, unlike God of Destruction, who seemed to have suffered a major blow, Goddess of Life, who was worried about him, and goodness and Evil, who had never experienced Space-Time Turbulence and had consequently grown concerned, Chen Junting instead began thinking of a solution.

Several hundred thousand years was simply too long.

How could the God Realm develop and grow under those circumstances?

But letting the God Realm drift through the void would be far too dangerous.

Unless...

A flash of inspiration crossed Chen Junting's mind, and a glint appeared in his eyes.

"Right."

The moment he spoke, he attracted the gazes of the four God Kings.

"If we devoured a pure energy plane, could it stabilize the God Realm Barrier after our expansion and allow us to withstand the Space-Time Turbulence?"

"Of course."

God of Destruction immediately understood Chen Junting. "Among the various cosmic star systems, there are plenty of existences similar to the Demon Plane. Their planes have no physical planets and can only rely on