On a mountain peak, lightning was raining from the sky, the lightning flashed different colours and had thick arms that caused rocks to tumble-down the mountainside.

The source of this lightning was sitting calmly in the center of the cut-off peak, he had black hair with some white peppered throughout, a long beard that went all the way to the belt of the maroon robe he was wearing, and a wrinkly face that showed his age. 

Every time the lightning struck it seemed to come back with vengeance, angry that it couldn't injure the old man. 

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Eventually, the lightning stopped for more than a minute and the old man furrowed his brow, he hadn't broken through yet, so why did the lightning stop?

The old man stood up and stared at the sky when suddenly, the clouds above parted and the mountain below him started to tremble. The old man, with his immense life experience, knew what was happening and promptly left the mountain, flying at a quick speed. 

Unfortunately, it wasn't enough, angry crimson lightning descended from the sky where the clouds had parted and chased after the old man, in less than a second it struck. Strangely, the old man disappeared after instead of falling from the sky