A power beyond measure requires a protector without equal.
Tibet in the year 1943 with two Tibetan monks fighting, the Monk and his master, while a small boy with a monkey looks on. The Monk wins and his master says that he has passed.
First he completed the three prophecies: fought an army of enemies while a flock of cranes circled overhead, fought for love at the palace of Jade, and saved his brothers whom he did not know. He has one final sacrifice which is to give up his name; the Monk says he already has. They go into a temple and the master is going to pass the job of protecting the Scroll of the Ultimate.
The small boy who was watching them secretly enters the temple behind them. The Monk kneels in front of the master while holding the Scroll whilst the master puts his hand on his head. The wind blows a little harder and something is transferred from the master to the Monk, then we are shown that a couple of Nazis are watching this through binoculars.
The process is complete and the Monk is the new protector, he then looks up and sees an aged, old master.