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!

Ybur bound Sherimos with a long tentacle and flung it across the rift.


Once they passed through the rift, it lost accurate perception of that part of its tentacle, as if a thick membrane was blocking its senses.


And it had no idea what the scene was like on the other side of its tentacle…


Ybur patiently waited for a few seconds, then forcefully pulled back its tentacle. Sherimos was also pulled back with great effort, looking dazed, with blood all over its head and its feathers in disarray. Ybur got a fright when it saw the miserable state of Sherimos, "Who beat you up so badly!"


Upon closer examination, Ybur let down its guard, "It turns out it was me."


—All the injuries on the demon were old ones inflicted by Ybur earlier; there seemed to be no new wounds.


Ybur asked again, "What's on the other side of the rift?"


Sherimos shook its head blankly, "I didn't, didn't see clearly... still dizzy…" 


Chapter 77: Return to the Dream Realm