Swinging the sword to cut through the clouds and dreams

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America!

The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years!

But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America!

Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The June wind came from the Great Lake in the East. It traveled over the undulating highlands and journeyed two thousand miles to the basin of Patzcuaro. The air began to fill with moist vapor, signaling the imminent arrival of the rainy season to the lands by the lake.


Xiulote stood atop the Palace of Wind, gazing at the surrounding mountains, rivers, and fields. Plumes of conspicuous black smoke rose from the nearby plains, spreading like ink across the sky, leaving lingering traces. The young king watched intently for a moment before slowly turning around.


"The slash-and-burn fires this year seem more intense than in previous years."


Chapter 240: The Four Directions, Population, and Able-bodied Men