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?

"Six years old? Me at six? Why... have you appeared?"


"Me? I have been sleeping all along. But there was a kind old grandmother who gave me a potion and awakened me..."


"Old grandmother? Potion? ... Ssss!..."


Chieftain Miyava gasped, the fear etched into her bones, suddenly surging from the depths of her heart! She closed her eyes in terror, tightly hugging herself as lost memories gradually merged, finally recalling everything.


"Ah! I remember now!... That older Priestess, that terrible old woman! She's the Mexica goddess priestess, more terrifying than all the Totonac Serpent Priestesses!... And what frightened me the most were those mysterious potions I've never seen before!... What are they? What exactly did I experience?"


Chapter 1255 - Chapter 816: The Goddess Priest's Painting, the Serpent Priestess's Flower