Wen Zhong was defeated.
And it was with a single palm strike from Sha Chen that he was suppressed.
He fell into the pit, unconscious. The waters of the Flowing Sand River poured in, and with him unconscious, he was likely to be submerged.
He might drown in there, Sha Chen thought with a frown, then reached out and pulled him out.
Wen Zhong and the dark Qilin were both beaten black and blue. Like a chick and a kitten, they were pinched between two of Sha Chen's fingers and lifted out.
The Celestial Gods of the Thunder Department witnessed this, their expressions complex and unsightly.
Fearing Sha Chen would harm Wen Zhong, they shouted loudly for him to release their colleague.
But no matter how fierce their shouting, they didn't dare to approach.
Sha Chen said, "I have no intent to harm anyone. I only wish to reflect upon myself thrice daily by the Flowing Sand River. Please report back to the Heavenly Court that I, Sha Chen, accept today's punishment."
