The members of the Capture Team had all released their Martial Souls.
For a moment, lights of every kind flashed, and the fifty-odd spirit rings were especially awe-inspiring.
But that was all. Among the twenty-three Soul Grand Masters, not a single one could fly.
Though they had released their Martial Souls, they could only stare helplessly from the ground.
Both the captain and vice-captain of this Capture Team were flying Soul Masters, so naturally, they did not place much importance on recruiting flying Soul Masters.
Flying Soul Masters were the envy of all low-level Soul Masters...
After Xue Tong exchanged a glance with the vice-captain, he nodded. The wings on their backs spread open, and they charged toward Zhu Rong.
As captain and vice-captain, the two had worked together for a long time and were naturally exceptionally in sync.
Once they flew into the air, they formed a pincer attack from both sides. No matter which one Zhu Rong attacked, the other could always find an opening.
At the same time, this could effectively prevent Zhu Rong from escaping, killing two birds with one stone.
Seeing himself "surrounded," Zhu Rong's lips curved slightly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Kid, you're already at death's door, yet you still dare mock us? Even if your Martial Soul is a Six-winged Angel, you're only a one-ring Soul Master right now. Are you in such a hurry to die?"
The vice-captain pointed his right claw at Zhu Rong and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Six-winged Angel?"
Zhu Rong was slightly stunned. He had not expected these people to mistake his Martial Soul for a Six-winged Angel.
Other than their roughly similar attributes, they looked vastly different!
Setting everything else aside, even the color of their wings was different.
The wings of the Six-Winged Angel Martial