The scent of this blood was too unique.
Shen Jinsuo had never smelled such a sweet and alluring fragrance of blood before. If it weren't for his strong self-control and the memories of once being Shen Ci'an in his mind, he would have lost control.
Even now, trying to maintain control, the blood teeth hidden within his gums were faintly burning, as if they were about to protrude.
A dry and burning sensation surged within his throat, nearly impossible to suppress.
This scent awakened his deepest desires, his thirst for blood.
As the Blood Emperor, though his nature was inherently bloodthirsty, his standards for blood were exceedingly high, and he required a pure taste.
Any deviation in scent repulsed him.
Very few met his standards, so he usually relied on Beast Blood Pills.
To him, consuming these pills was akin to a Mortal Beast eating a meal, merely replenishing energy, without stirring any emotions.
But now, things were different.
