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!

Anyway, leave the affairs of the city to Sherry and, with his mindset readjusted, Ybur slowly sank into meditation.


The endless sea of fire appeared before his eyes once more—demons were fighting each other everywhere. In every direction Ybur looked, demons were dying every second, yet new ones continuously surged forth from the sea of flames. Ybur did not hesitate and quickly joined the never-ending chaotic fray of demons.


Normally, advancing from Fourth Rank to Fifth Rank required the condensation of forty-one Mysterious Sources.


However, demons lack the ability to condense Mysterious Sources, so to advance, they only had the method of constant devouring.


Before long, Ybur caught a Low Rank demon. He swallowed it whole; he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.


Chapter 132 Elf