Having conquered all their foes upon the battlefield, the mighty rulers established their dominion over the earth. But peace was not to last, for a terrifying being, dreadful to all creatures, came to their city. This fierce entity seized a trident that shone like the sun and made the ten directions resound with its power. Panic swept through the city: some abandoned their lives in terror, others fled, overwhelmed by fear. The Dānavas, determined to defend themselves, fought valiantly with spears, mountain peaks, swords, and maces. Yet the fierce-souled intruder restrained them all, reminiscent of Bhairava at the end of a kalpa, subduing their might. Prepared for combat, the Dānavas rushed at the bodiless one, intent on battle. Kṛṣṇa, the great warrior, employed the Prajāpatya, Vāyavya, and Dhṛṣṇa weapons, unleashing their power against the demon. But the Dānava shattered these divine weapons with his trident. With mantra and force, Kṛṣṇa hurled his weapons, yet the demon did not roar; he remained unmoved, like the moon at its end, impervious to assault. Jayadhvaja, wise and resolute, then remembered the Lord of the universe. He recalled the ancient Protector, the Lord of Śrī, clad in yellow garments. By Vāsudeva’s command, seeking to show favor to his devotee, the Lord sent Videha against the demons, just as Hari had done in times past. Videha struck down the demon’s head, shaped like a mountain peak, and cast it onto the earth. Victorious, the brothers entered their beautiful city and honored their kin. The great sage Viśvāmitra soon came to see the son of Kārtavīrya. Seated upon a splendid seat, he was worshipped with devotion. The son of Kārtavīrya declared, “In battle, I have struck down Videha, the lord of the demons. He sought refuge with me, and by that, I received auspicious grace.” Eager to learn, he asked Viśvāmitra, “By what means and in what manner should Hari, the Lord, be worshipped? Tell me all this; I am most curious.” The sage replied, “That Viṣṇu, the soul of all beings—by taking refuge in him, one is liberated. He must be worshipped with a mind untainted by desire, and not otherwise.” Having been worshipped by heroes and others, Viṣṇu then returned to his own abode. Through sacrifice, they worshipped Rudra, the imperishable one, attainable by sacrifice, free from desire. Gautama, Atri, and Agastya—all these sages were devoted to Rudra. Sacrifices were also performed for Janārdana, the primeval god, the origin of all beings. Then, the blessed Lord appeared, as if a wonder had manifested. Freed from all sin, one goes to the world of Viṣṇu. Meanwhile, she bore a hundred sons, renowned as the Tālavaṅghas. Others, beginning with Vṛṣa, were Yādavas, performers of virtuous deeds. Madhu, too, had a hundred sons; among them, Vṛṣaṇa became the head of the lineage. His son was Durjaya, skilled in all branches of knowledge. Durjaya’s wife was devoted to her husband, faithfully upholding her own duty. One day, they saw the goddess Urvaśī, singing with a sweet voice. After a long time, Durjaya spoke to her, “O goddess, you should make love with me.” He enjoyed her company for a long time, as if she were another god of love. Smiling, Urvaśī said, “I will go to the delightful city.