Di Jun and Taiyi felt utterly aggrieved.
They did not seem to have ever offended this Lord of Humanity.
Even if they should not have struck first.
Surely it had been understandable.
Besides, he had already injured both of them and swept up all the spiritual roots and spiritual materials here.
Surely he could return the Chaos Bell to them now.
"There's no rush."
"I still need some origin from you two little birds."
Lin Changsheng spoke with a broad smile.
"Dao Venerable Changsheng, aren't you being a little too overbearing?"
"Our origins are the Dao Foundations of our cultivation."
"If we give them to you, our future Dao Paths will be limited."
"To sever someone's Dao Path is to forge a mortal feud."
"Are you certain you want to make enemies of us for good, fellow Daoist?"
The moment they heard he wanted their origins, Di Jun and Taiyi grew anxious.
They could endure losing the spiritual roots and spiritual materials, but handing over their origins was absolutely out of the question.
"Aren't we already enemies?"
Lin Changsheng smiled and shook his head.
Given Di Jun and Taiyi's dispositions, they were probably already plotting how to take revenge on him in the future.
"But there's no need to get so worked up."
"Just give me some of your origins without harming your Dao Foundations."
"At most, it will only cost you hundreds of millions of years of arduous cultivation."
Lin Changsheng changed his tune.
With the Heavenly Dao protecting them, he could not slap these two brothers dead even if he wanted to now.
Hearing Lin Changsheng say this, Di Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
"I hope you will keep your promise, Dao Venerable."
With that, Di Jun decisively separated out a portion of his origin.