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 was taken aback, "Why did you suddenly start fighting?"


But when the branch stabbed like a sword with a vigorous momentum, Ybur instinctively raised his arms to block the branch. Unexpectedly, the old ape gently twirled the branch, and a whirlwind-like force was transmitted. Ybur felt as if his body was shaken apart in an instant, almost exploding under the rotating, shocking force. His body uncontrollably rounded as it trembled violently, frightening the little dragon perching on the tree, who screamed, "What is this!"


But Ybur's body shook again, and in the blink of an eye, it recovered like flowing water.


Chapter 72: Martial Saint