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 looked at Habow's body, shaking his head as he said, "But unfortunately, in this world, merely knowing how to fight and kill isn't enough…"


That said, it was a good thing Habow wasn't a true Sixth Rank. Because Sixth Rank implies an ascension in the level of vitality; to those Sixth Rank powerhouses, their surrounding environments, to some extent, are "subjective".


Ybur then thought that Zhuoer seemed capable of the Ten Thousand Transformations… 


He had always found the entire Ten Thousand Transformations somewhat unfathomable, but joining this Zhuoer group, did that mean the Hida family was in possession of the lineage of this extraordinary martial arts? Unfortunately, he didn't have any ability to dig into other people's memories… Wait, not entirely without?


Ybur thought to himself: Dead Communication Skill... 


Chapter 60 aieee! Why are there Ninjas!