For the sake of a certain king, Yama, the lord of death, created terrible hells. Yet, when this king touched those dwelling in hell, a wondrous transformation occurred: all the inhabitants of hell experienced happiness. Astonished by this, they began to speak among themselves, marveling at the sudden arising of joy in those who had suffered so long. Then Vaivasvata, who is Yama himself, spoke: “On earth, there is the Arbuda mountain.” It was there that this king met his death. Let the reason be declared: seized by a crocodile on that mountain, this lowest of kings met his end. Yama then commanded, “Let him be released at once, and let no others be brought here.” By Yama’s order, his attendants freed the king, O best of kings. But it was further declared that whoever, endowed with devotion, performs bathing at Arbuda mountain would receive great merit. Therefore, it was urged that one should make every effort to bathe there. At that sacred spot, a man should properly perform the rite of śrāddha, honoring his ancestors. Thus concludes the eighteenth chapter, entitled “The Greatness of Yamatīrtha,” in the third Arbuda section of the seventh Prabhāsa book, within the eighty-one-thousand-verse Skanda Mahāpurāṇa. Now, the sacred place of Varāha, beloved of Hari, is described. This holy site always bestows the comfort of residence. Here, in the form of Varāha, the earth was lifted up. The narrator declares, “I too shall go, with my mind, to the auspicious Vaikuṇṭha again.” Hari is addressed: “With this very form, O Hari, remain always at this sacred place.” Hari replies, “I shall remain here, as you have said, always devoted to the welfare of the world.” In front of Hari lies a holy lake, whose waters are exceedingly pure. Bathing there with devotion frees a man from the sin of killing a Brāhmaṇa. The ancestors, too, are satisfied there until the dissolution of creation. On that day, O best of kings, one should bathe and undertake a vow. Whoever, intent on devotion, performs libations and offers balls of food for the ancestors, earns great merit. At this place, the best of Brāhmaṇas praise the act of giving gifts. A man who bathes there dwells in heaven for as many years as there are hairs on his body. On the eleventh day especially, one should perform an excellent bath. Thus ends the nineteenth chapter, entitled “The Greatness of Varāhatīrtha,” in the third Arbuda section of the seventh Prabhāsa book, within the eighty-one-thousand-verse Skanda Mahāpurāṇa. Long ago, Prabhā arrived at this place with the greatly illustrious Moon. O King, Dakṣa’s daughters were twenty-seven in number. Among them, the Moon always delighted in Rohini. After going to their father and bowing, the other daughters, their eyes filled with tears, spoke: “We, O lord of progeny, have been abandoned by our husband, though we are blameless. Be our refuge, O best of gods; do what is beneficial for us all.” Dakṣa replied, “See equally all my daughters.” Filled with shame, the Moon responded to him. Yet, when Dakṣa departed, the Moon again favored Rohini. Once more, all the daughters, greatly distressed, went to Dakṣa and spoke: “Afflicted by misfortune and sorrow, we will die—there is no doubt.” Dakṣa addressed the Moon: “Because you did not heed my words, you have committed a wrong. Therefore, you will waste away from consumption; there is no doubt.” Stricken by consumption, the Moon began to diminish day by day. Troubled, the Moon wondered, “What should I do in the face of this dreadful curse?” Resolving to seek relief, he went to Mount Arbud. After ten thousand years of penance had passed, Mahadeva was pleased with him. Thus the story unfolds, revealing the sacredness of Arbuda mountain, the power of devotion, the greatness of Varāhatīrtha, and the tale of the Moon and Dakṣa’s daughters, all preserved in the Skanda Mahāpurāṇa.