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!

The event of hunting corpses was to last for several days, but in fact, Ybur had already sneaked back to Lady Tajizana's territory before even half a day had passed; it had disguised a part of its body as a bracelet and given it to Qing Qiu, telling her to swiftly call upon it if anything were to happen, and only after ensuring safety did it peacefully return.


In front of Lady Tajizana, Ybur threw out the frozen corpse of Habow, "Here's the person."


The Matriarch stood up in shock, stepped forward quickly, and carefully examined Habow's body. After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes filled with undisguised astonishment, "Your action was quite fast, wasn't it?"


"How's that for impressive!" Ybur puffed out its chest, suddenly feeling a bit regretful—if it had a small tail behind at this time, raising and shaking it, how comfortable it would have been.


Chapter 61 Transformation Flow