Gangzi looked at the reeking latrine behind him, then at Tang San. His face fell.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Yu Xiaogang asked uneasily.
The next moment, Tang San sliced off Yu Xiaogang's arms and legs, leaving him a limbless torso. Asura Divine Power settled over the wounds, healing them instantly.
Then Tang San kicked Yu Xiaogang into the latrine.
With no hands or feet, Yu Xiaogang could only writhe through the filth, struggling like a maggot.
A cruel smile tugged at Tang San's lips. "Gangzi, this is where you belong. Don't worry, it won't end here. I've planted Asura Divine Power inside you. It'll keep you alive, hanging on by a thread. You'll outlive everyone on Douluo Continent. You can spend ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, living like this!"
Every word reached Flat-top as he struggled in the latrine. "No, Exalted Shura God! You can't—ugh—you can't do this to me!" he pleaded.
"But this latrine might not last tens of thousands of years." Tang San enveloped it in Asura Divine Power, cut it free, and stored it in the Scabbard Space of the Shura Divine Sword Scabbard.
"If I survive the coming battle, I'll take my time with you. And if I lose, that's fine too. Gangzi, you can sink into the place where you belong and spend tens of thousands of years there like a maggot."
With that, Tang San sheathed his sword.
Throughout it all, the Alliance's leaders barely dared to breathe.
Everyone had agreed that once Tang San became a god, Yu Xiaogang was bound to die.
But Gangzi's fate took them by surprise. They had planned to step forward after Tang San became a god, enumerate Gangzi's crimes, and urge Tang San to act. That would have given him an excuse to sever