Once, the auspicious vow known as Kubjāmraka was questioned—what is it, and how should it be observed? In response, Śrī Varāha, the divine boar incarnation, revealed its sacredness. He declared, “That is indeed my supreme field, pure and beloved by the devotees of Bhagavān.” Among all holy places, Kokāmukha stands as the supreme, and Kubjāmraka too is most excellent. Turning to the goddess, Varāha recounted how he had established her there, lifting her from the netherworld and setting her in this hallowed ground. The Earth herself asked, “What merit arises for one who bathes and drinks at this place?” Varāha explained the profound rewards awaiting those who visit, bathe, or even die at Saukara, his sacred field. He urged, “Hear, O beautiful and fortunate one, the merit found in my holy fields.” Simply by journeying to these places, or by beholding Varāha’s face, a person brings prosperity to ten generations of ancestors before and after, as well as seven others and five more. Such a devotee becomes rich in wealth and grain, handsome, virtuous, and pure. Born as a human, free from transgressions, those who die in the field of Saukara, by its divine power, swiftly abandon their mortal bodies and ascend to the White Island, a realm of supreme attainment. Varāha continued, describing the highest state achieved by bathing at these holy sites. He told the blessed Earth, “A man attains the highest merit here.” Especially, one who bathes according to the prescribed rule on the twelfth day of Vaiśākha is born into a great family, abundant in wealth and grain, avoids wrongdoing, and is properly initiated. Then, crossing over, the four-armed Lord—bearing discus, mace, conch, and lotus—manifested. At the holy place of the discus, those who die there fulfill their purpose. With hands joined upon his head, he spoke gentle words, expressing his deep curiosity and reverence: “Tell me this truly.” His words echoed to the Earth like the sound of a ram’s drum. He explained the reason for his worship, stating that he had revealed his very self, a vision difficult even for the gods to attain. Overwhelmed by his radiant presence, none could see him or speak, their eyes trembling in awe. Soma, prompted by Varāha, took up subtle speech. Varāha said, “Speak to me truly, Soma, whatever is in your mind.” Upon hearing Varāha’s words, Soma—lord of the foremost planets—spoke: “O Lord, if you are pleased and have come here for me, as long as the worlds endure, may I abide in you. Whatever form you have established for me, let my Brāhmaṇas drink Soma only in sacrifices. When you wane at the new moon, let the rites for ancestors with balls of food be performed there. O Viṣṇu, may my mind never incline toward unrighteousness; and if it does, let us fall to the state of plants—so be it. If you, O Great Lord beyond beginning, middle, and end, are pleased…” Hearing Soma’s words, Varāha became invisible right there. And thus, at the Soma-tīrtha, the supreme attainment was gained—an achievement otherwise hard to obtain.