Although the Desolate Ancient Chessboard was immensely powerful, he could not bear it if it drained him like this every time. It was the first time Moyang had ever seen a magical artifact with such a bizarre trait, stealing a sip of his blood at every turn.
"That's because you're too weak right now. Even though the chessboard has recognized you as its master, you still need to use blood as a catalyst to unleash its power. Once you become strong enough in the future, naturally you won't need to do this anymore!" the Pagoda Spirit's voice echoed in Moyang's mind.
Moyang: "..."
Chapter 331