Ren Feifan certainly would not choose to back out. His eyes narrowed with exceptional determination as he said, "First, Elder Lin, I believe in destiny, and in my destiny, there is the Locking God Formation, which I cannot escape from. Thus, this matter is immensely connected to me. Second, I, Ren Feifan, am not someone who fears death. The word 'retreat' doesn't exist in my dictionary. Third, the Ancient Divine Dragon gave me the most important drop of Bloodline origin that day. I have made a promise with him, so I cannot stand idly by!"
Ren Feifan's voice echoed like thunder, reverberating throughout the entire cultivation room.
Lin Langtian nodded his head, growing increasingly satisfied with Ren Feifan.
He trusted Xia's judgment. As an Ancient Divine Beast, Xia's vision was far sharper than his own; Ren Feifan was definitely not someone she chose at random.
Subsequently, Lin Langtian handed over all ten of the crafted runes to Ren Feifan.