Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

After they crossed the rift valley, there weren't many obstacles ahead. Clara used her pocket watch to keep track of time, and by a little past seven o'clock that evening, they had arrived at the ruins of Number Two Edge City. After squeezing through a narrow passage, the space before them opened up, revealing a vast expanse of collapsed buildings and rubble in the darkness.


Clara suddenly shivered. She had the illusion that the darkness before her was an endless fog closing in, a dead, lifeless mist without any ripples. She wanted to guess the truth behind the fog but was enveloped by a sense of powerlessness.


This sudden surge of negativity made Clara shiver again. She quickly shook it off, exhaled a breath of stale air, and said in a deliberately casual tone, "We've made good progress, reaching here earlier than I expected. It's getting late, so I suggest we find a place to camp and rest, to recover our strength and spirit. We can explore further tomorrow."


Chapter 136 Coming to Deceive!