Raziel had just finished smoking when he heard the voice from inside. "Let's go. My god has summoned us."
Zhang Yang looked at the motionless Pangu's Will and felt that time was running out. Just as he was about to destroy this wisp of will, he heard Pangu say, "Let's go. Over there."
Zhang Yang let out a long breath, gave Sun Wukong a few instructions, and instantly followed Pangu to another location.
Sun Wukong and Flea followed Raziel deeper into the Temple of Light.
Zhang Yang surveyed his surroundings curiously. This wisp of Pangu's Will was suppressed here.
Pangu's Will, suppressed among the Angel Race, could actually communicate at any time with the will suppressed among the Demonfolk. That was how this whole drama had come about.
As Zhang Yang had expected, the two Archangel Chancellors, Lucifer and Gabriel, had already been swayed by Pangu's Will. They had decided to betray their God and join the Demonfolk.
The reason was simple. They were dissatisfied with the God of Light and believed themselves far stronger than him. Pangu had also told them an enormous secret, which was the real key to their rebellion.
God had already been killed by the God of Light and Michael.
The God who had returned with them back then had been the God of Light in disguise. He had forged a divine decree and passed the position to himself.
Of course, they could not believe it, but Pangu's analysis wore down their resistance.
There had indeed been a detail back then that gave them reason to believe him.
After the battle ended, they had all been gravely wounded. They had neither noticed nor dared entertain the thought.
They remembered only that, in the final moments, the eight Archangels had been fighting fiercely against the