Seeing that Pangu did not understand, Zhang Yang asked in confusion, "Ancestor, you don't know?"
"What happened? I'm not aware of it."
"The will that simulated Earth and the will suppressed among the Demon Race are one, so I know about you. But the will suppressed among the Angel Race has no connection to the other wills."
"Why are you so shocked?"
Zhang Yang shook his head without speaking.
But his heart was filled with shock, and even fear.
Simply put, something was wrong.
Pangu had made it very clear. During the great war back then, knowing he was outmatched, he had deliberately spared Demon Master Kunpeng. The Demon Race had taken away a quarter of his will, while secretly releasing a wisp of Pangu's Will.
After that great war ended, this wisp of Pangu's Will had joined the other Demon Gods in creating Earth. They had used Earth as a chessboard to simulate civilizations, giving rise to the splendid civilizations of the universe's races today.
Simply put, Earth was the product of the Demon Gods' simulations. Earth was the origin of all civilizations.
What made Zhang Yang's hair stand on end was that Pangu did not know something.
Lucifer and Gabriel had betrayed their god, leading large numbers of angels of light in a fall and becoming fallen angels.
That stab in the back had severely weakened the Angel Race, leaving them unable to recover.
This wisp of Pangu's Will knew nothing about an event that momentous. The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more terrifying it became.
Was it normal for the Creator Father God not to know the contents of his own simulations?
Zhang Yang remembered something else, and his pupils contracted.
He had never thought about it before. In his memories, Demon Master Kunpeng had