Mo Yang would not be coming out of that cocoon anytime soon.
Although a small opening had already appeared in the tiny cocoon.
But that did not mean Mo Yang would emerge just because it had opened.
There was no telling when he would come out.
Yang Qing and the others did not have time to keep waiting for him.
"The Three Realms Immortal Lord has obtained the power of that Demon Grass. He should contact us soon."
Yang Qing looked up at the pitch-black sky overhead.
He still had many doubts about whether they would be able to leave the Demon Abyss so soon.
Jiangli had made it very clear that the Three Realms Immortal Lord had sent them to the Demon Abyss for more than just the power of the Demon Grass.
Yet since arriving, they had done nothing apart from obtaining the power of the Demon Grass.
They had hardly even met anyone.
Yang Qing pondered for a while, then suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.
Only after thinking for quite some time did he realize with a start that he could no longer recall certain things that had happened before.
"Jiangli, I've realized I'm forgetting a lot of things."
If someone lost his memories, his emotions would be left incomplete.
Once he no longer experienced any emotional ups and downs, he would be little different from a walking corpse.
Jiangli had not expected Yang Qing to encounter such a problem either.
"Forgetting?"
Jiangli frowned and raised a short little paw to pat Yang Qing lightly on the forehead. Only after a long while did it lower its paw.
"It does seem like quite a few things are missing from that head of yours."
Jiangli was puzzled. "With so much missing, why didn't I notice anything at