Lex had to admit, he didn't need to act nearly as much as he thought he would. The storm - the storm born not just of mixing temperatures and wind currents, but the chaotic flow of ambient spiritual energy, making it just that much more lethal - was actually quite hard to contain.
It wasn't just a matter of his weakened barrier, although that certainly didn't make things easier. The sheer immensity of the power packed in that thing was far beyond what one could imagine. Winds at that speed, carrying those spiritually charged grains of sand, could literally rip any Nascent soul cultivator to shreds. Heck, it could probably even seriously harm Earth Immortals, and staying exposed to it for a long time was definitely dangerous.
But it wasn't even just that. It was stopping the storm from expanding, from moving forward, that presented a whole lot more problems than Lex anticipated.
