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 end of May brought the continuous spring rain and the joy of all things growing. Along the banks of the Lake Capital City, verdant cypress trees grew in abundance. Under the Great Pyramid of the Temple District, splendid and extraordinary blue jacarandas bloomed. In this late spring brilliance, the eye was filled with lush vitality, with not a trace of decay to be found.


The following day, the High Priest appeared as usual, donned in ceremonial dress, once again presiding over the towering Priest Grand Hall. More than ten Elder Priests, dozens of High Priests, nearly two hundred lower-grade priests and apprentices, all bowed their heads in obedience!


Chapter 524: The High Priest Goes East, My Grandson Has the Bearing of a Great Emperor