Alex had seen it several times before, but looking at the words after almost a year gave him a completely new feeling. It was as though these carved words emitted a faint, pure, and orthodox energy.

Alex couldn’t help but reach out with his Chi to have a feel of it.

The very next moment, he almost lost his grip on the necklace.

An extremely familiar echo emanated from the pearl, resonating with him.

‘Father’s aura!’

‘This is definitely Father’s aura. What in the world is going on?’

The stunned Alex fixed his gaze on the pearl, his focus entirely trained on the words. A strand of mental power unconsciously shot into it, and in an instant, what he saw completely transformed; the words broke apart and dispersed into countless blood-red runic scriptures. He couldn’t see it clearly, and he couldn’t recognize it either.

But what he could be sure of was that these runic scriptures were formed with his father’s blood.

He could feel it.

This discovery shocked Alex to the core.

‘No, n