Who Was the Genuine One? One Sword, Instant Kill?

Hua Chenghui instinctively looked at his own Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, then at Qin Luo's. The two could be said to be virtually identical.

A trace of unease rose in his heart, but he refused to lose any ground in terms of bearing.

He sneered. "You think that by taking out an imitation and putting on a mysterious act, you'll have the strength to fight me?"

"I don't know why you can forge a Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, nor do I know why you know my name."

"But I do know that today, you are dead!"

The other party clearly knew some of the inside story, so there was no need for him to keep hiding things.

"An imitation?" Qin Luo laughed.

"Ha ha ha, kid, why don't you carefully sense it? Whose is the genuine article, and whose is the imitation?"

As he spoke, Qin Luo activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar. Its momentum surged like a rainbow, faintly suppressing Hua Chenghui's Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar.

Hua Chenghui's expression turned ugly to the extreme.

At that moment, he truly felt like cursing his mother.

The imitation and the genuine article now seemed easy to distinguish at a glance?

He abruptly woke up to something. He recalled the divine power that his Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar had lost before!

"It was you! You stole the divine power my master bestowed upon me!" he said through clenched teeth as he stared at Qin Luo.

"Stole? No, no, no." Qin Luo rejected his wording.

"I know what you're talking about, but 'steal' is not the appropriate word."

"You and I inherited the same lineage. Can't you see that?"

"I'm using the genuine article. Moreover, my cultivation is higher than yours, my combat strength is greater than yours, and I'm even more handsome than you."

"Oh, right, you