EXT. VALLEY OF PEACE, THE GREAT STAIRS - MOMENTS LATER
The group walks up the thousand steps toward the Jade Palace. The mood has shifted from celebratory to serious. Shifu walks beside Po.
SHIFU: "I apologize for the interruption. But the matter is urgent. We are to have a visitor at the Jade Palace. A guest of great importance."
PO: "A guest? Who, Master?"
SHIFU: (Gravely) "Master Yang."
The name hangs in the air. The Furious Five and Zhen exchange looks of confusion and intrigue.
PO: "Master Yang? Who is...?"
SHIFU: "He is perhaps the only living master who trained alongside Oogway. He is the Guardian of the Mystical Secrets, and he is coming for you, Po."
Po stops walking, the weight of those words hitting him. The dumpling contest is now a distant memory. He looks up at the sky, and the strange feeling from earlier returns with new significance.
INT. JADE PALACE, HALL OF WARRIORS - CONTINUOUS
The heavy doors of the Hall of Warriors swing open, and the group steps inside. The setting sun casts long shadows from the relics of kung fu master's past.
Po paces back and forth in front of the Moon Pool, the news from Shifu churning in his mind.
PO: "Master Yang... The Guardian of the Mystical Secrets? Shifu, that's... that's like, legendary-legend level! Why would someone like that be coming for me? I just lost a dumpling contest to my dad!"
SHIFU: "This is about more than your appetite, Po. It is about your destiny as the Spiritual Leader."
Tigress steps forward, her arms crossed, her expression serious and protective.
TIGRESS: "Master, what are these 'Mystical Secrets'? I have read every scroll in the palace library. I have never heard of them."
SHIFU: "That is because they are not meant to be known, Tigress. They are secrets of kung fu so powerful, so dangerous in the wrong hands, that Master Oogway and Master Tai Chi swore to hide them from the world. Only the Guardian knows them."
Zhen looks up at the towering statue of Master Oogway, her eyes wide.
ZHEN: "So... this Master Yang is coming to teach Po these secret techniques?"
VIPER: "But why now? After all this time, why reveal them?"
It is the question on everyone's mind. The hall falls silent, the weight of Viper's question hanging in the air. Po looks to Shifu, desperate for an answer.
Just as the silence becomes unbearable, a calm, resonant voice echoes from the entrance. The words seem to settle in the air, filled with immense weight and clarity-a key unlocking a door Po didn't even know was there.
VOICE (O.S.): "Because when the darkest shadow returns to the light, the brightest flame must be ready to receive it."
Everyone spins around. The great doors of the hall glide open, seemingly on their own, revealing a figure standing silhouetted against the twilight sky.
He is an elderly rabbit, his long ears drooping slightly with age. He appears small and frail, leaning on a simple wooden staff, yet he possesses a deceptive stillness that commands attention. His eyes, dark and ancient, seem to see right through them. This is Master Yang.
He takes a slow step inside, his soft footsteps barely making a sound on the stone floor. He addresses Shifu with a respectful nod, then turns his calm, knowing gaze directly to Po.
MASTER YANG: "Master Shifu. Master Po. I wish I had come for a simple cup of tea. But I fear I bring a storm that has been gathering for centuries."