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... hurned.
The dense metallic scent of blood filled the culvert.
If any other Spiritualist were to come here, they would surely feel nauseated and ill at ease.
However, Qin Tian, bearing the Night Demon Bloodline, found the blood as alluring as a gourmet feast. He took a deep breath, sensing every cell in his body cheering.
With a thought, he drew the blood to him with his Spiritual Power, forming an upward stream that flew into his mouth.
The blood was thick ...
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