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!

Damn it, who the hell starts with a self-destruct? Are they crazy?! Ybur screamed in utter despair.


Supported by its massive size, the self-destruction of the Mourning Embodiment was literally earth-shattering. In one-thousandth of a second, the mountainous body's surface burst into countless frighteningly crackling light patterns like shattered glass, as the four-colored patterns of fire, water, wind, and ether broke free from the constraints of the Earth Elemental, shooting outwards. And when that one-thousandth of a second passed, the berserk and uncontrolled energy crossed the threshold, triggering a booming chain reaction!


A streak of light shot to the sky first, tearing through the blood-red sky, and the enormous body of the Mourning Embodiment collapsed inward like a black hole amidst the light!


Chapter 161: Each of you has your own unique skills