283 Provokes a legend

The old sect head was sent flying into a mountain peak and blasted it to bits.

"You humans are inferior creatures. It is impossible for you to stop our superior devil race." The sage realm specter said to the Old sect head with a cold look in his eyes.

"Old head!"

"Old head!"

Numerous disciples of Yi Yuan School cried out in fright.

"No! Our Old head...was also defeated."

"He couldn't stop that sage realm specter, what should we do now!"

The disciples were now desperate, although they were not alive 1000 years ago, they had heard about the Old head from the people who lived during that time. Their hearts were filled with respect for him. For them, he was a deity who had saved Yi Yuan School at the most crucial time, flipping the tides of misfortune. Even now at this age, he was willing to raise his sword and fight, as long as he stood there, he was like an invincible war god, instilling confidence and morale among the disciples.