The Chosen Woman
The figure hanging above the door frame is not a source of danger, but just an optical illusion.
If Ledger hadn't experienced countless crises in the past few years, he would probably have focused all his energy on this figure and then killed him.
Now he understands very well that this ghostly figure is more like a bait for fishing, waiting to see who takes the bait.
Ledger dared not be careless at all, holding his breath and focusing his attention on the changes around him, with almost every hair on his body standing on end.
Outside the door, it seemed like someone was about to come.
Ledger had a sense of crisis - he quickly glanced around, realizing there was nowhere to hide in the ancestral hall.
Suddenly, a faint glimmer flashed before his eyes, and it seemed like there was space beneath the stone book's pedestal. Ledger did not hesitate. Although he couldn't be certain if it was safe under the stone seat, he felt it was much better than the people who were about to come outside.
Ledger swiftly entered the stone book pedestal, while taking out the concealment treasure he had obtained during his training, shielding his own aura.