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!

Temir flew out of the circus with the large iron cage, and as soon as he passed through that curtain door, the scenery outside began to change immediately. The endless yellow sand appeared, and the sun in the sky was so blazing that it seemed intent on roasting people into charred remains. The sand reflected the sunlight, filling the space between heaven and earth with the glaring, blinding light, and the temperature rose to an unbearable level within a very short time.


Saraphido let out a shriek—as a Zhuoer who had lived underground, this was the first time in her life that she had seen such intense sunlight. She covered her eyes in an instant, and tears uncontrollably streamed down.


But not far away, an oasis appeared. It just grew out of the yellow sand, bringing with it a joyous vitality.


Chapter 143 Oasis