Now Rus Wang and Destruction were facing a difficult choice.
One was a guess.
The direction that vast current of energy was flowing in was toward an even larger hole in this world, to fill it.
If that was true, it meant the Ancient Plane had an even deeper wound, so deep that even the Ancient God needed to use the residual energy left after his death to fill it.
Then came the question: if that hole was filled, what would happen to the world? Would it stabilize, or would it expand because of the sudden replenishment of vital energy?
If the world expanded, then the distance between the Ancient Plane and the Douluo Plane would shrink.
Even if Rus Wang and Destruction now did everything in their power to push the Ancient Plane off its original trajectory, as long as it continued expanding, sooner or later it would still collide with the Douluo Plane.
This was not alarmist talk. The attraction between planes was not gravity in the physical sense, but a mutual pull on the level of vital energy.
A plane rich in vital energy would attract all surrounding planes with thin vital energy like a black hole. The reason the Ancient Plane had been able to move before was precisely because its own vital energy had been so thin it was almost zero, allowing the Ancient God to push it with divine power.
And now, the Ancient God's sacrifice had begun to restore this world's vital energy, so it would begin to "attract" the planes around it.
And the one closest to it was the Douluo Plane.
"If we work together, moving its position will just take a bit more time," Rus Wang said in a low voice, as if talking to himself, yet also as if