Grey's illusory purple sword and the six Sinister Ghosts charged toward each other, colliding violently in mid-air. The impact sent Grey flying backward. The sword managed to dissipate only two of the six ghosts, yet even as they vanished, their forms rapidly began to coalesce once more.
The old man roared, his eyes bloodshot, and charged straight at Grey. His strength at the Foundation Establishment realm had already reached its peak. It was impossible to tell who struck first, but when their fists collided, both were blasted backward by the recoil of their own power.
Grey staggered through the air, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. His already pale face drained of what little color remained, making him look like a ghost himself.
The old man, however, was in far worse condition.
One of his hands had exploded into a spray of blood and flesh, while crimson flowed freely from his eyes, nose, and mouth.
