"Chu the Elder!"
"Wonderful, it's the Elder, we're saved!"
"Elder, refine this insolent monkey! Let it know how tough our Clam Clan is!"
"That's right, our Clam Clan has a shell of iron! Previously, it was merely forbearance!"
The giant clam couldn't wait to swallow the pearl, and then as if called, its sluggish body soared up, currents like fish, returning to their places, as if transforming into some peculiar array, creating a gigantic clam phantom, changing its defensive stance, exceedingly fierce!
The Second Elder Che was overjoyed and followed a clam ascending to the sky: "Hey, you monkey! Great Sage? Pah! Wild monkey, witless sprite, this is the ritual of our clam ancestors..."
Old Cher Clam quickly explained, "In the past, our clan produced a Demon King, left behind a ritual, upon entering the stomach of the conch, in twenty moments, it will all turn to pus!"
Entering the clam, in a moment it turns to pus?
