Thus, gazing upon beautiful forests and groves, they went toward Vishala Badari. Borne by swift, mighty rakshasas, the heroes quickly crossed a great distance as though it were small. They saw lands full of mleccha peoples, joined to sources of various gems; they saw mountain slopes filled with various minerals, places full of vidyadharas, monkeys, and kinnaras, and kimpurushas and gandharvas on every side. They saw regions filled with a network of rivers, full of the cries of various birds, visited by many kinds of beasts and adorned with monkeys. Having passed through many lands and even the northern Kurus, they beheld Kailasa, the finest of mountains, full of manifold wonders. Near it they saw the hermitage of Nara-Narayana, adorned with divine trees that ever bore flowers and fruit. They also saw that Badari tree: with its round trunk, pleasing to the mind, smooth, with dense shade, endowed with supreme beauty; with soft, lovely, thick leaves, with wide, spreading branches, shining with extraordinary radiance; covered with abundant divine sweet fruits, forever divine, flowing with honey, attended by hosts of great sages and ever full of birds of many kinds, joyful with intoxication. In a place free of gadflies and mosquitoes, rich in roots, fruits, and water, covered with blue grass, served by gods and gandharvas, upon level and beautiful ground, naturally formed, with a touch soft as snow and free of thorns, the great souls together with those foremost brahmins slowly climbed down from the shoulders of the rakshasas.