Zhao Cheng chose the King of Light and Zhao Xiaoxiang for help not because the two of them had too much free time, but because he still could not enter the fray directly. Otherwise, the only outcome would be getting gang-beaten by three civilizations.
It was like three people fighting over an object, only for the object's owner to suddenly appear. At that point, no normal person would choose to keep fighting until all three sides were wounded. They would first kill the owner of the object.
The King of Light was very special. The Crown of the Most Sacred was a civilization wonder of unique quality. If fully activated, it could take down a hegemon-level civilization with every strike. Unfortunately, Zhao Cheng had currently unlocked only one of its ten great authorities. His use of it was much like wielding a supercomputer as a brick.
It was not that he completely failed to understand the thing. In fact, with the Purple Moon Empire's gift and the selfless contribution of Transport Team Captain Number Two, Zhao Cheng had already gained a profound understanding of it.
He had also gleaned many mysteries and obtained numerous benefits from it.
The only problem was that he lacked the energy needed to activate the Crown of the Most Sacred.
It had once consumed the Fire of Civilization—and not low-quality Fire of Civilization, but that of the unique grade.
In short, the King of Light, this little accessory, possessed an innately high priority. Her nature was exceptionally transcendent, while the most crucial point was that she was comparatively weak.
With three hegemon-level civilizations fighting, her scale was small enough for her to slip across without stirring so much as a ripple.
As for Zhao Xiaoxiang, there was something special about her as well—her spiritual radiance.