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 plunged into profound meditation, but was not without thoughts and feelings. Its perception extended outwards, guided by the Primordial Language, reaching an exquisitely delicate realm. The veins of leaves, the patterns of Flowing Water, the trajectory of the Wind, how dewdrops fell, how the stems of grass bent and sprang back… Every meticulous sight unfolded layer by layer within Ybur's perception, to the extent that Ybur could even sense deep within the material composition, the intricate and subtle Elemental structure.


Chapter 160: Sacrificial Ding Advancement