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 silent stillness was like a gigantic beast lurking in the darkness; thus, the city of Zhuoer stood quietly in the midst of the gloomy shadows.


This city, just like Zhuoer, exhibited a kind of alien elegance that was fatally attractive, its rocks twisting into bizarre and eerie lines, resembling the monster's fangs one might see in a nightmare.


A Shadow Lizard lightly leaped over the jagged rocks, which were as sharp as the Dragon Tooth formation; the massive creature ran as if weightless, its sticky toes traversing winding tunnels, broken ground, and even walls, scaling them like a spider. Su Nama, riding her beast, passed over the thick walls of Mo Xieke City, where the male Zhuoer soldiers on duty, upon seeing her, saluted respectfully, while Su Nama merely glanced at them with a cold eye.


Chapter 103 Mo Xieke