"O—older brother? I don't think fighting with grandfather is a good thing." Wang Hong who was near Wang Ling said those words as an oppressive atmosphere slowly took steps backward.
Wang Ling glanced at him saying, "Move to the side, Wang Hong. I have to get that sword no matter what."
Xiao Jianfa laughed, "That's right, Hong'er. Listen to your older brother."
Wang Hong saw that no one bothered to listen to his point so he chose to step to the side.
Xiao Jianfa looked around and kept the Bleeding Cloud in his storage ring. He waved his hands and the wooden floor shone a resplendent light, "We can't fight here."
With those words, Wang Ling, Wang Hong, and Xiao Jianfa disappeared from the ninth floor and they reappeared in some unknown area of the mountain. Wang Ling looked around, the only thing he can see was trees.