Is there no future for a female immortal? I rely on farming to achieve immortality.

Prajna's pupils widened, and his expression suddenly darkened.

A strange, blood-red light flickered from the Buddhist beads on his chest.

Just then, Su Yang's fist landed on Prajna's body, but it felt like it had landed on cotton.

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and Prajna's body instantly turned into blood smoke and dissipated.

Su Yang's arm was inevitably stained with the blood and smoke.

Phew! Phew!

The blood smoke seemed corrosive; the moment it touched Su Yang's arm, it tried to penetrate her skin and burrow into her body.

Even if the blood smoke is highly corrosive, how could it possibly break through the skin of Su Yang's peak Mahayana physical body?

Upon seeing this, a playful glint flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

Sunfire blazed on her hands, instantly purifying and burning away the blood and soot that clung to her arms.

"Didn't you want to know Ji Ruyan's whereabouts? What's with all this hiding?"

In the next instant, countless golden Buddha statues rose up around Su Yang.

They are tall, majestic, solemn, and seem sacred and inviolable.

But in their squinting eyes, eerie tears of blood flowed.

"Master, be careful! This stinky monk's moves are very strange!" Shen Nian'an on the ground couldn't help but worry and transmitted his voice to Su Yang.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha... Namo Amitabha Buddha..."

Suddenly, countless ethereal Buddhist chants entered Su Yang's ears from these blood-red Buddha statues.

Shen Nian'an, lying on the ground, felt her eyelids twitching and her heart pounding with tension. Despite this, her mind gradually calmed down.

"There's something wrong with this Buddhist chant!" Shen Nian'an bit her tongue, and the instant pain brought her back to her senses.

She was greatly alarmed. If she was like this outside these Buddha statues, what about the owner inside them?

At the same time, a purple light flashed in Su Yang's eyes as she was surrounded by these towering, blood-red, eerie Buddha statues.

The illusion-breaking effect of my own Purple Extreme Illusion Moo is not just limited to the visual aspect!

"Are these the only methods..." Su Yang murmured, frowning slightly.

If that's the case, then she doesn't need to waste any more time like this.

She had thought that this Prajna Buddhist disciple would at least give her some satisfaction...

Then, Su Yang clenched her fists and her whole body was lifted into the air.

Without saying a word, he swung his fists and smashed them hard against the Buddha statues.

Punch after punch, each one making a dull thud.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, there was a click.

All Buddha-nature collapsed in an instant.

"Cough cough cough..."

Prajna finally appeared, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood in a disheveled state, staring at Su Yang with a bewildered look in his eyes.

How could this happen? !

A few years ago, this woman was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. How come she has grown to the point where she shattered his painstakingly cultivated Blood Buddha Burial Heart technique with just her fists?!

This is impossible!

This Blood Buddha Burial of the Heart is a powerful killing move that he painstakingly developed over the past few years through endless killing and blood sacrifice.

Even ordinary cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, if their minds are not firm, will gradually lose themselves in this decadent Buddhist chanting, and slowly die in the process of sinking like a withering flower bud!

Immediately afterwards, Prajna seemed unable to accept this fact and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Su Yang raised an eyebrow when she saw Prajna looking so devastated.

If it were any ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator or even Void Refinement cultivator today, they might have fallen into Prajna's hands.

Unfortunately, Su Yang is no ordinary person!

The next moment, a murderous intent flashed in Su Yang's eyes. She gripped the spirit knife tightly in her hand and quickly approached Prajna.

Prajna realized what was happening and made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, and a golden staff appeared in his hand.

Boom!

The staff landed, creating ripples of golden light that actually slowed Su Yang's attack several times over.

Then, Prajna raised his staff, the tip of which was filled with bloody energy, and struck Su Yang's head hard.

Fortunately, the golden ripples only imprisoned Su Yang for a single breath.

Su Yang quickly broke free and then raised her knife to block the attack of the monk's staff.

Bang!

Immediately, Su Yang felt immense pressure.

This pressure doesn't come from Prajna (wisdom), but from...

This Zen staff!