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!

No... Ybur realized once again why everyone despised Behemoth. In theory, they had the nature to oppose the Abyssal Force, but in reality, due to their low intelligence and overwhelming destructive power, they ended up playing into the hands of the Abyssal Force... Seeing the distant firelight, the appearance was likely that of the World-Splitting Demon Dragon, the most powerful among the Behemoths. It had disappeared after defeating Catastrophic Wind Honggera last time, and now it unexpectedly reappeared here!


Ybur felt as if a buzzing noise was ringing in his ears, and he hoarsely said, "Behemoth appearing at this moment is definitely no coincidence... What should we do? Does Jiuxia have a plan?"


Ybur turned towards Afu Jiala beside him, thinking that the record of this crow's mouth had just been noted down again. Afu Jiala, do you realize your guilt!


Chapter 105: Mirage Dragon