Within the outskirts of the Wysmire Mountain Range, surrounded by jagged mountains and cloudy skies, Val stood at the peak of a crumbling hill with a defiant expression on his face, staring at the Tribulation Lightning Dragon with a cold gaze devoid of emotions while resisting its mighty aura relying on nothing but his raw strength.
The dragon couldn't believe its eyes. A mere mortal had survived being crushed by its aura that could flatten trees and rocks alike. Not only that, he was able to regain his footing and stand upright and properly on his own two feet despite being constantly assaulted by its aura.
Val was staring at it as if he was looking at a corpse. The Tribulation Lightning Dragon felt deeply offended by his gaze.