Dadangar world had not developed a "hole."
Its spatial structure had not collapsed. Only the contents inside the "container" had been changed.
That was all.
Yelia slowly lowered her gaze while observing the calm surrounding space. A faint thoughtful expression appeared on her beautiful face.
"Thankfully… we succeeded," she murmured softly.
If she had been even slightly slower during the replacement process, the result could have become disastrous. After all, the World Will of a developed Spirit cultivation world was not something ordinary beings could offend casually.
A developed world was almost like a living giant creature. An unimaginably vast existence.
However, most of the time, such a World Will remained in a sleeping state. It had no interest in the countless small lives living inside it. Nor would it care about minor conflicts between cultivators.
Only when something truly catastrophic threatened the balance of the world itself would it awaken fully.
