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?

"Ecatl, you and Tekos support me... Do not speak further, we'll talk when we return!..."


The setting sun was like rouge, coloring the sky and lake. The White City bathed in crimson clouds, the Temple stood tall and majestic, yet exuded a touch of softness. Xiulote slightly raised his head, and with the support of the Guard Commander and Shield Guard, slowly walked towards the Prince's Mansion. Throughout the entire Lake Capital City, the distant sound of evening prayers echoed, as if drifting on the clouds.


"How beautiful it is!... Lake Capital City, the City of White Stone, Tloquiditlan..."


Chapter 1558 - Chapter 1099: Aweit Looks to the South, Xiulote Looks to the East, Yet the Sea Ship Comes from the West…