Not only Ning Wangshu, but the Sixteenth Prince had also seen the officials use their court tablets. He naturally knew they had notified his father.
Enduring the agonizing pain of his severed arm, he glared viciously at Ning Wangshu and snarled, "You damn dog! Just you wait. You dared to tear off one of This Prince's arms, and you even dared to kill Imperial Uncle Qi. My father must know by now."
"Once my father arrives, you'll be as good as dead!"
Hearing this, Ning Wangshu scoffed. "So this is supposed to be my death day? Heh. How do you know it won't be the death day of that father of yours?"
The Sixteenth Prince only snorted and said haughtily, "Arrogant fool! Even if you could kill Imperial Uncle Qi, he was only at the early Tribulation Stage. Killing him is nothing to boast about."
He paused, then continued coldly, "I'll tell you the truth: my father is already at the peak of the Tribulation Stage. Once he passes his tribulation, he'll be able to enter the realm of a Mahayana Earth Immortal."
"What's more, our Taihua Dynasty has several Great Protectors whose strength is no less than my father's. They're either at the peak of the Tribulation Stage or are five-turn Loose Immortals. As soon as my father and the Great Protectors arrive, no matter how strong you are, you'll have no chance of survival!"
Though both were at the Tribulation Stage, the gap in strength between the early and peak stages was even greater than that between cultivators at the Soul Departure Stage and the Dividing Soul Stage.
The higher one's cultivation, the greater the difference in strength between each minor stage.
At the level of the Tribulation Stage, even a single minor stage formed an impassable gulf.