Daozu nodded and smiled heartily.
In Song Yu, he seemed to see his former self.
Extreme self-confidence, it can even be said to be extremely conceited, Talent is unparalleled, everything is considered a last resort, just like a scorching sun.
It is very dazzling, but it is also very hot, making it difficult for people to approach.
Since he has inherited magical powers in this body and already has a legacy successor, then the Taoist ancestors have no more hearts.
He just sat casually in an open space above the Taoist platform, leisurely like an old farmer, smiling and closing his eyes, then his body gradually radiated light and slowly disappeared.
Daozu's will is about to disappear from this world.
Song Yu walked up to the Taoist ancestor with a complex expression, looked solemn and awe-inspiring, and bowed deeply towards the Taoist ancestor, paying respectful respect.