Thinking of these, Miyamoto Sakura suddenly knelt on the ground.
"Please master, save me, and rid me of the Sakura Divine Pattern!"
Li Chen waved his hand and said, "There is no need to remove it, and it's unnecessary to do so!"
Miyamoto Sakura's heart trembled, and she looked up at Li Chen.
Li Chen continued, "Miyamoto Musashi is dead. The thousand-year-old cherry blossom tree on the top of your Holy Mountain, used for hanging offerings, has also been destroyed by me. No one can manipulate the Sakura Festival anymore. Furthermore, you can now fully absorb its power to break through your limits and ascend to the Proving God Realm!"
Hearing Li Chen's words, a bright light sparked in Miyamoto Sakura's eyes, a mix of shock and joy. The Proving God Realm was something she had long dreamed of.
"Please teach me, master!"
