Pulastya, the revered sage, spoke to the king, recounting the wondrous power of sacred bathing. He told how, by the simple act of bathing at the holy tīrtha, a certain brāhmaṇa was blessed with a divine form. Such was the sanctity of that place, Pulastya declared, that on the auspicious day, one should make every effort to bathe there. Thus concluded the account of the greatness of Paṅgu Tīrtha. Pulastya continued, guiding the king further along the sacred path. "Next," he said, "one should journey to the illustrious Yama Tīrtha." In ancient times, there lived a king named Citrāṅgada, notorious for his insatiable greed. He was exceedingly cruel and wicked, a relentless oppressor of both the gods and the brāhmaṇas. Devoid of truth and purity, his heart was consumed by deceit and jealousy. As the tale unfolded, Citrāṅgada, wandering and exhausted, found himself overwhelmed by hunger and thirst. He came upon a reservoir brimming with lotuses, alive with crocodiles, alligators, and fish. Driven by thirst, he entered its waters. Because of his many misdeeds, Yama, the lord of death, had created terrible hells for him. Yet, as Citrāṅgada touched the waters, a miracle occurred: all those suffering in hell suddenly experienced happiness. Astonished, the denizens of hell spoke of this unexpected joy. At that moment, Yama himself, Vaivasvata, proclaimed, "On earth there is the sacred Arbuda mountain. There, this king met his end." Indeed, Citrāṅgada, that unrighteous ruler, was seized by a crocodile in those very waters and perished. Yama then commanded his attendants, "Release him at once, and let no more souls be brought here." By Yama's decree, Citrāṅgada was freed from torment. Pulastya then explained, "Whoever bathes at Yama Tīrtha with true devotion is greatly blessed. Therefore, one should strive wholeheartedly to perform this sacred bath. It is also the proper place to offer śrāddha rites for one's ancestors." Thus ended the account of the greatness of Yama Tīrtha. The sage then described another holy spot: the sacred Varāha Tīrtha, beloved of Lord Hari, which bestows the comfort of residence upon all. It was here, in the form of Varāha, that the earth was lifted up from the depths. Pulastya declared his own intent to return in spirit to the auspicious Vaikuṇṭha, the divine abode, but requested Lord Hari to remain at this sacred place in his Varāha form for the welfare of the world. Hari agreed, vowing to stay there eternally, devoted to the good of all beings. Before Varāha lies a holy lake, its waters supremely pure. Bathing there with devotion, a man is freed even from the grave sin of killing a brāhmaṇa. The ancestors are satisfied there, their contentment lasting until the very dissolution of creation. On the appointed day, one should bathe and undertake a vow at this tīrtha. Those who, intent on devotion, perform libations and offer balls of food to the ancestors here gain immense merit. The best of brāhmaṇas praise the giving of gifts at this place, for the rewards are great: a man may dwell in heaven for as many years as there are hairs on his body. Especially on the eleventh day, it is most auspicious to bathe here. Thus was revealed the greatness of Varāha Tīrtha. Pulastya then recounted another sacred tale. Long ago, Prabhā arrived at this holy place with the radiant Moon. Dakṣa, the lord of progeny, had twenty-seven daughters, all of whom were wedded to the Moon. Yet, among them, the Moon always favored Rohiṇī above the rest. Grieved and abandoned, the other daughters, with tearful eyes, approached their father. "O lord of progeny," they pleaded, "though we are blameless, our husband has forsaken us. Be our refuge, O best of gods, and do what is right for us." Hearing their sorrow, Dakṣa advised the Moon, "See all my daughters equally." Thus, Pulastya revealed the sacred histories and the profound merits of these tīrthas, guiding the king on the path of devotion and righteousness.