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## The Eighth Chapter
This chapter is adorned with eight types of divine powers and various excellences. It is filled with endless wonders and is captivating to gods and demons alike. (11)
He who revealed the pure nature of the soul and other principles to the worthy beings, having fulfilled his duty, attained the ultimate liberation. (12)
The Chakravarti Bharat built a divine temple made of all precious jewels on Mount Kailash and installed the image of the Lord there. (63)
The image, resembling the sun, is five hundred bows high and is divine. It is the image of the unparalleled Lord, and it shines brightly. (64)
Even today, Gandharvas, Devas, Kinnaras, Apsaras, Nagas, and Daityas perform the great worship of the Lord with great care. (65)
The Lord Rishabhadeva is infinite, supreme, perfect, auspicious, Shiva, omnipresent, pure, worthy of worship by the three worlds, self-existent, and self-lord. (66)
When will I go to Mount Kailash, the supreme mountain, and worship the Lord Rishabhadeva with you? (67)
Thus, with great determination, we set out together. But on the way, we encountered the unbearable news of the slander of the people, like a raging fire. (68)
Then, my master, who always acts with deliberation, thought, "This world, by nature, is deceitful and cannot be controlled otherwise." (69)
It is better to face death even by abandoning loved ones, but this slander, which will last until the end of the kalpa, is not good for our reputation. (70)
Although I am innocent, I was abandoned in this dense forest by my wise master, who was afraid of the slander of the people. (71)
This is the nature of a Kshatriya, who is born of a pure lineage, has a noble heart, and is knowledgeable in all scriptures. (72)
Thus, she, the sorrowful Sita, narrated her story related to her exile and began to weep again, consumed by the fire of grief. (73)
Seeing her, whose face was filled with tears and whose body was covered with dust, the king Vanajangha, who possessed the best qualities of character, was also filled with sorrow. (74)
Then, knowing her to be the daughter of King Janaka, King Vanajangha approached her and comforted her with kind words. (75)