The collapse of the entire kingdom would lead to the death of countless people. Cain didn't concern himself too much with casualties—at least, not when it came to cultivators. Battle-hardened warriors, schemers, and opportunists, they had chosen a life that welcomed death with open arms.
Yet, ordinary people, especially children or those just beginning their cultivation paths—Cain had a soft spot for them.
His eyes began to glow, and the power of his Inner World surged forth, manifesting with divine radiance. The void left behind by the extraction of the kingdom's dimension was vast, a wound in space-time itself.
In a heartbeat, Cain's will shaped the void into something whole. The ground was reforged and the intricate web of spatial-temporal threads was stabilized. He ensured the place would remain firm and stable for thousands of years, thus preventing the meaningless death of innocents due to dimensional instability.
