In the deepest region of the core circle, there was a metal disc. Driven by the planet's own magnetic field, it moved slowly through the viscous magma.
This disc-shaped object was the Light Palace—the Ming Clan's Holy Land forged by the First Light Wang, the guarantee that the Light Kings would remain one lineage for ten thousand generations.
Back then, the construction of this Light Palace had sparked a debate within the Ming Clan.
Some Mings believed that this solid spiritual material was no different from the corpse of an existence, and thus ought to be something rejected by the Light. For the Ming Clan to refine such a thing was to defy Heaven and make an enemy of the Light. Let alone preserving it for so long at the edge of the Light Source. That was simply an outrage beyond all forgiveness.
The other faction believed that although this spiritual material, like the corpse of an existence, possessed the characteristic of solidity, its essence was not a corpse of an existence at all, but something entirely different. Corpses of existences solidified because they had lost the power of Light and the eternal Living Fire. This thing was different. It was another manifestation of Light Fire, matter tamed by Ming Clan cultivators with Living Fire, and was therefore sacred. Using it would not harm the Light.
At the time, both arguments had enjoyed considerable support. The first had even gained the upper hand for a while. Among the Ming Clan's forebears, quite a few had demanded that they discard spiritual materials entirely, abandon holiness and wisdom, and completely forsake the craft of "artifact refining."
Yet the First Light Wang had swept aside all opposition. With immense determination and perseverance, he built such a Light Palace near the Light Source. It