The special move that was used by Di Hao earlier was kind of similar to a type of skill used by Di Fuyi during one of their encounters after he had discovered his true ident.i.ty. In fact, Fan Qians.h.i.+ believed that the current Di Fuyi would not be able to use such a move. 

Nevertheless, if little Di Hao was Di Fuyi"s adopted son, how was he able to use this kind of skill?!

With a wave of his hand, the blood-red sword re-formed in his palm. However, this time, he did aim it at the pink candle dragon. His focus was now on Di Hao. "Who are you?! How do you know how to use the Yuanyang s.h.i.+eld?!"

The tone of his voice was rather murderous at that point in time. 

Di Hao barely swallowed blood from his mouth as he smiled. "Why don"t you make a guess?"

Fan Qians.h.i.+ sneered. "Do you think you can keep secrets from me? I have my ways to force you to reveal the truth!"

Then, he pinched a spell on his fingertips again, and the sand around Di Hao started to move. Within seconds, countless thorns appeared to have drilled out of the ground. The sharp needle-like thorns seemed to have a cold green light on top of it and were intended to strike Di Hao!

The purpose of the thorns was to tangle around Di Hao"s soul. Once his soul was trapped by it, all the spikes would pierce into the soul and cause an unparalleled amount of pain. It would feel like something was tearing him apart from the inside! No matter how strong one"s soul was, it could not resist such a spell, and the victim would usually answer truthfully to any question that it was asked as the pain would be terribly unbearable. 

Fan Qians.h.i.+ himself established this cruel punishment. He had been using it on many souls over the past few years. It was always useful and never failed him. Therefore, he did not see any reason why Di Hao would not succ.u.mb to it as well. 

Before the thorns had captured Di Hao, a pungent and suffocating smell had already spread around the area.

Just from the smell, Di Hao naturally knew the severity of the threat. However, his body was too weak to respond to it now. It was even difficult for him to stand up on his own, let alone avoid it!

Even though he watched the thorns approach like a fierce snake, he did not do anything to repel them. He merely closed his eyes and prepared for a hard time.

"Huuuu!" Out of the blue, the pink candle dragon emerged and lifted Di Hao from the ground by its horn!

Nevertheless, in that instant, the thorns had latched itself onto the body of the pink candle dragon like a viper! 

The pink candle dragon shrieked in sorrow as the thorns were obviously painful. It subconsciously wanted to fly away, but the thorns had entangled themselves onto him very tightly. The thorns seemed to spread rapidly all over its body, but it seemed that they were still targeting Di Hao!

The pink candle dragon had rows of needles attached to its body now, and it was clearly in intense pain.

"Let me down!" Di Hao struggled on its horn. He could not escape anyway, so he did not want to let the pink candle dragon suffer unnecessarily.

"No!" The pink candle dragon was still trying to break free from the thorns.

This young boy was the only companion it had after so many years. It did not want him to suffer either.

"I didn"t expect this fat melon to be so loyal." Fan Qians.h.i.+ ridiculed Little Pink again and laughed. "In this case, both of you can suffer together!"

His fingers continuously issued spells that made the thorns climb faster and faster onto the pink candle dragon!

At this point, a sharp thorn had already made its way to Di Hao"s ankle. In an instant, Di Hao could feel the intense pain on his body as if a spike had pierced through the blood vein in his ankle and somehow grew inside. 

His face went ashen very quickly, and cold sweat ran down from the forehead. Strangely, he did not scream. Instead, he laughed! "Fan Qians.h.i.+, no wonder you can"t truly rule this world. It turns out that you have become a demon!"