When Jocelyn Grant arrived at the place where the Divine Artifact had appeared, she surveyed her surroundings.
After the cataclysmic landslides, Silverstream Valley was now a field of ruins. Only on the mountainside were there any remaining signs of buildings.
The area was deserted. A single glance revealed nothing but the poisonous miasma lingering in the air.
Jocelyn Grant stood halfway up the mountain, spreading her Divine Sense to cover the area. Forget the Divine Artifact; she couldn't even sense its aura. Disbelief washed over her face, and she wondered if she had come to the wrong place. But the earlier commotion had clearly originated from here.
"How can there be nothing? Impossible."
'I clearly sensed it,' she thought. 'When I was on my way, the jade pendant on my neck was still glowing.'
