Dream Tapir Tapir was now inside Russell's mind. After advancing into a pseudo-dragon, it had become the most unique existence.
Without a physical body, it could only exist in dreams.
"Dark Element itself is a form of existence similar to Mental Power, so Tapir's current state isn't entirely unpredictable." Russell sensed Tapir's abilities. Perhaps because of the contract, Tapir could not alter his subconscious.
Of course, it was also possible that Russell's Mental Power was strong enough to resist Tapir's mental erosion.
"Tapir, can you only live in dreams now?"
"Isn't that great, Russell? I live in dreams now, so I'll never be anyone's burden again." Tapir spoke carelessly. "Besides, I already liked sleeping. I don't like cultivation at all!"
"That's so cool!" What else could Russell say?
He looked at Infinite Ouroboros Ouroboros. After becoming a phantom dragon, Ouroboros's abilities had greatly improved.
In particular, its body had almost merged with space itself. This allowed it to extend its body infinitely. Even if it were cut into countless pieces, it would not affect its extension or movement through the void.
"Lightning is the movement of magic power, ice is the stillness of magic power, and earth... is the fusion of magic power and matter." Ouroboros had become the embodiment of Earth Element Power, but Russell saw even more.
He reached out and touched Ouroboros's head, feeling the smooth, icy snake skin. "But what you fused with is another kind of matter—space, something invisible and intangible, yet truly real."
Hiss, hiss.
Ouroboros flicked out its tongue. It did not really understand, but it felt that it was cool too, no worse than Dream Tapir Tapir.
"Of course you're not." Russell smiled. "Every phantom dragon and every pseudo-dragon has surpassed the limits of life. Evolving from the most ordinary Phantom Beast